Blackhearted

Mirror Mirror on the Wall

who is the fairest of them all?

Black is her heart

corrupt lies on her lips

she taunts

she tantalizes

she will bury you in the crypt.

Never bothering to learn a thing

she built an empire

on cheap promises

on broken desires

on the backs of those

she holds in contempt.

With ebon hair piled high

startling saphire eyes

carmine lips ready to kiss

this witch laughs at all.

Mirror Mirror on the Wall

who is the wickedest of them all?

Learned at the knees of a King

brutal

abusive

not love and fairness.

Icy tears freeze on her cheeks

as she looks over it all

fires burn

men have spurned

her kingdom for their own.

Battering rams

evil intent

just as she was taught

no matter how fair

no matter how wicked

women never come out on top.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

June 19/18

Picture via:  Photo by Ali Marel on Unsplash

Juxtaposition

Sunset

golden purple

stained with crimson stars

splashed with midnight paint

angels and demons

dancing together

war and peace.

Many breathe

corruption and perfidy

justifying their negligence

while bowing down

and praying for forgiveness.

Many breathe

honor and harmony

obscured by chaos

while standing tall

and refusing all cruelty.

Not all angels wear halos

Not all demons wear horns

Not all praise our Lord

Not all disavow the Devil

sometimes we confuse the two

because of words spoken.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

***Image is one that I found on the internet***