Time spoilt child in luxury reared
her need for power grew
The girl in the mirror disappeared
as she formed herself anew
Her heart was as an apothecaries vial
her ornate exterior full of death
long autumn gold hair that shines like sun
and whispered lies on every breath
Her perfume draws them all to sleep
like heady music’s soft embrace
the last long moment before the black
is filled with the beauty of her face
Each marriage vow would crypt invite
each kiss bring graveyard near
each rumour carefully chosen to bite
with deep and darkened fear
Her hauntingly beautiful rosebud smile
and sensuous smoky eyes
would hide the cruel games she plays
to aid her family’s rise
Long, long lashes black as night
Placates the broken heart
She damns his soul with soft caress
perfection in her art
And every lovers tears are dried
to hear the night bird sing
smiling sweetly as she slips
the poison in her ring
Yet when the scandal broke it’s bands
and rumours tale was told
she played the mask of Duchess sweet
in charity's heart of gold
Author notes
The picture I chose:
http://www.satanspace.com/m_pictures/untitled-26.jpg
It reminded me of this poem I wrote about the evil beauty Lucretia Borgia.
The history books have little proof that she actually was this evil beauty, but I decided to write from the legend rather than water her down into what might be a more bland reality.
A contest entry
- Femme Fatale! ~ 3000 points! by Ariosto II..
3000 points, ended April 12, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - strangly scary picture prompt by Deady Innocent.
550 points, ended August 10, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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i like how it flowed, it made it mysterious. great write. thank you for entering my contest
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Thank you for your lovely comments.
Lianonsidhe
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Well written and powerful.
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Hi PerVirtuous!
I'm so glad you liked this write! It was a favourite piece and I enjoyed getting into her character. Thank you for your wonderful comments.
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I like this, it gives an almost 'Twilight" twist to this old tale
of lust and murder. I can almost see her fangs.
The entire poem works to set a mood of sinister mystery, you make the woman come alive again (is that a good thing?)
Very nice
thanks for entering
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Hi Ariosto!
Thank you so much for your lovely comments. Yes, she is indeed a lady of the twillight. Her legend is so strong that she is kept alive by our incredulity at her wickedness. Your contest was inspiring, thank you.
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