Pièce de Résistance

***This is a continuation of Expunged Love and  Queenly Insanity *****

eyes stare forward
tears long since departed
buried in breast
I can no longer give.
You tore through
whirling dervish
fingers everywhere
rending innocence
shattered breath.
Protracted abuse
bruised lips
I did not care
I could not care
you would find a way
to destroy.
took her to your bed
friend no more.
Thrown to the wayside
I crept
I grew
I stripped the veneer
ferocious teeth
bared to throat
rip it free.
war paint
war cry
your harlot
better bolt
coming for you I am
created me you did.
Death’s Queen
white stallion
scythe to hand
I am a living nightmare
one you created
one you made.

©Feb. 26/20
Picture via Pinterest

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

12 thoughts on “Pièce de Résistance”

    1. Thank you so much. My creativity is going in spirals and loops and loop-da-loops I never know where it will land. I have a longer piece but still working on it. In my head. The tone I need is not ready to appear yet. 🤓💜

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