Word of the Day Challenge #80-Untitled Poem

Stare in the mirror

bedecked

beribboned

sacrificial lamb to the slaughter

service to family

to country

not for love.

Smile bright

let no one see the fear

already dreading this night…..

the next few years.

Cowardice lay the nunnery

death for family

derth of friends

stand

do ones duty

this is a must

there is no escape.

Born for this…..

Bred for this…..

look not forlorn

look not askew

a kindness of ravens

autumn’s bare branches alit

harbinger of someone’s death.

Giggling

snorting

dirty puns

saucy peek-a-boo

for the wedding night.

Stripped

laced into bed

knife beneath her pillow.

They thought she had hit the jackpot.

They thought he was the answer to their prayers…..

right they were

not the way they thought

having no idea of the plot

roll the dice

pawn to king

move with dignity.

Bow to partner

curtsy to foe

first step has been made

only she knew the rules

knew the truth

knew how the game was to be played.

©Jan. 5 2020

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