Word of the Day Challenge#81-Untitled Poem

Screams
fuzzy dreams
sticky wet
eyes barely able to open
head pounding
what is all that banging
why is the bed all wet?
Memories prick
hazy
peering through muslin
mouth tacky
had something been in the wine
he had plied her with?
Struggle to sit upright
flounder
what is wrong
why so hard to move
limbs leaden
fear begins to burgeon
something was very wrong.
Rage
hot
fiery
body burning as the lash lands
turning fear to ash
slip away
he will never notice
the blank stare.
His unseeing eyes meet hers
gasp
pull back
knife
bejewled
straight through the heart
all stare at her
sly smile on her face.
Wisdom is not always the way of the crone
mistress of darkness
feeder of damaged souls
knew danger to come
sacrifice virginal blood
tormented savage
to keep this world safe.
©Jan. 6/20
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Untitled Word of the Day Poem #22

‘Hey diddle diddle
the cat and the fiddle
the cow jumped over the moon……..’
We are asked to believe
to admit
that there is more
that life is not as we know it
but built upon fairy tales
strata
layers
ring upon ring
marking each day
each decade
each century.
Kings have swung.
Queens have lost their heads.
Bowing before common ground
see the Devil
swear to be his bride
if only
he turns
looks the other way
let me flail
drown
second guess
before scooping me free.
Sorry am I
rhymes spill off my tongue
no one wants
this girl
woman
easier to call bitch
build a wall
a jail
keep away
a game we play.
Guess why I do
what I do.
Do you see?
Without me
he would devour the earth.
I submit to sin
to anger
rage
black soul
devoured
bright light
scoring my mind
crawl forward
blind
I believe
I know
I guess
I am the world’s Queen
able to eradicate fear
pain
bloated
sucking in the darkness
bow before
sickened
gorged on death
I fall……
Good bye
so long
fade away
do I
thank you for the memories.
Feb. 24/19