Lady Fortune left me broken
In her cruel and artful way
I seek a place to hide my tearstained beaten face
Among anonymous shelter within masquerade
Made awkward
By my verdant naive nature
Drifting through the crowd
Is where you found me
No time for query in my eyes
As you pounce upon me in your subtle, masterful ways
Out of place, I giggle
Breaking the stoic atmosphere
Ophidian eyes glaring
Accompanied by angry sibilant voices
You motion me to follow
As you casually step outside
Taking me home, you bind me
To the wicker kitchen chair
Harlequin smile stretched upon your brazen face
I wonder, but don't protest
The dizzy bourbon buzz
Offering me up for your convenience
You jest and tease at me
Both with exotic whispered words
And whispering fingers brushing by forbidden places
Awakening
My dark promiscuous side
Author notes
Option 2: Word bank
A contest entry
- Something For Everyone..... by Luckintheshadows.
700 points, ended September 23, 2008, 13 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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oooh...*shivers*...this is simply divine! I love the deviance of this poem, there's such a wonderfully dark feel here that I can sort of relate to. You've really done a brilliant job with the word bank. Thank you for sharing this, and taking the time to enter my contest,
Luck. -
VERY interesting...the word bank...you painted it beautifully. I feel the softness in this piece...yet it's eerieness and oddity. Seems like that was the effect you were going for.
"You jest and tease at me
Both with exotic whispered words
And whispering fingers brushing by forbidden places
Awakening
My dark promiscuous side"
Sounds so sadistic...I like it lol. Great write!
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