Dowry of Pain

Headlines
braying
‘Socialite murdered!’
‘Husband Charged!’
‘Who will take the children now?’
One lone tear
gathers
trembles on lash
spills
only sign of grief
wondering 
whatever happened to that boy
the one I loved
all those years ago?
Love 
deep
true
together forever
we promised
laying in the back of your truck
night sky
alit with burning stars.
Holding hands
your thumb tracing palm
frissons of desire licking at my soul
dreams
where we would go
what we would do
all that we could be.
All that we would be.
Crept up slowly
fingers digging in
leaving prints
seem to excite you
pain 
whimpers 
begging 
promising anything
to be left alone.
It ended 
suddenly
with not a bang
with a slap
rocking my head
world suddenly moving
ringing
doing nothing 
waiting
smiled at a friend.
Snarling rage.
You may have killed me
No denying
you wanted to.
Screaming
puce face
spittle flying
I cowered before you
knowing one last blow
would be the end .
Your body 
hitting ground hard
timely intervention
guardian angel at hand.
There is no charging 
white rich boy.
I ran.
Coward that I was.
For that 
another innocent
no
three innocents
paid my bride price. 
 
©Sept. 22/20
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Word of the Day Challenge #115-Untitled Poem

Does the sound
that sound
ratcheting
each notch
announced with sharp click
haunt your nightmares?
Does that laughter
that laughter
braying
harsh
grating
upon ears
do you wish
that you could not hear?
Does that disdain
that disdain
wave after wave
crashing
eroding
crushing
ego so bloated
gangrene 
only cure
to lop off
offending limb.
Do you feel that terror?
That terror
do you feel it building?
Howling marauders 
banging at the door
deserted by those
who swore 
they had you the most
hidden themselves
leaving you to defend
against hoards 
coming for your soul.
At what moment did you feel them collide?
Elation fading to fear
alone
defeated
laughing stock
headline after headline 
shrieking your defeat
in delight…..
Sit alone.
Darkness is coming.
Man’s sins must be paid.
Oh dear…..
lookie here
they sent the Accountant for you.
 
©Sept. 21/20
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