Mortal Serenade

black petals
dotting white
pristine blanket
droplets of blood
hunger in the night
calling out
seduction in the night
lead astray
left in disarray
deep in the forest
deep in the night
lusts an evil
to continue her blighted curse.
creep through
axe in hand
try not to trip
roots of trees
bent to her will
knowingly try to trip
making prey easy
for a huntress age old.
glamour worn
sucking in
making them want to seduce
for freshly given
tastes better
then that stolen life force
often she has to truck
for danger is known
so few come
unless stricken
walking passed
with the lure
of Siren’s call
deep in the woods
down by the falls
upon pristine white bed
all will be lost.
©Oct. 29/20
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

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