Gardner’s Delight

Mistress Mary,
Quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells.
And Cockle Shells.
With Pretty Maids in a row.
That my kind sir
is how my garden does grow.
Reaver
Avenger
no one really knows
the role I play
the role I take;
my garden
well tended
blooms with wildflowers,
nightshade,
all that is good
and bad
in between.
We have been playing
game of cat and mouse
I lead,
you follow
soon dear
I shall reap.
Eyes shot through
hands tremor
saliva burned into the corner of your lip
bulbous nose
veined
whisky ridden
oily grey hair
sit
waiting
watching
no longer sure
how I will enter.
Slithering behind
last you heard
the
sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
as my blade cleared its sheath
stabbing you straight through the eye
as you turned
and tried to fire.
Mistress Mary
Quite Contrary
How does your garden grow?
Will silver bells.
And cockle shells.
And all those dead men
set in a row.
©Nov. 8/22
Picture via Pinterest
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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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