The Tongue
An acid tongue…
Her sour green expectancy,
writhes in acrid struggle,
and maligned in fate, her will abates,
momentary, her sneer is mussel-ed.
One breath to forgo the avalanche of pain
she first thought wise, to unleash,
her pickled words so dark derived,
cut down aversion neat.
And so her seething, her festered mind,
her curdling tides abate,
where blood would have pooled, and thickened true,
now scented of rotting gourd, to sate.
Her tongue the sword of dark resolve,
her words the play of disease,
they plunder minds and ravage hearts,
and in rancid loss they bleed.
Yet she, of beauteous form, does hold
such beguiling sex and wonder,
she lives for pain administered harsh,
control her inveterate thunder.
And the moment passes like the loss of breath,
and a gasping tirade ensues,
a flourish of bitter fears and edge,
delivers the blade so deep, taboo.
And blood falls like a cascade.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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So starkly different, to jump from your passion piece! Such an great opening line, wow. Stingy this one, ouch. Which of course means, excellent, it was entirely felt.
Best,
Mel
It is dark Mel, but I guess passion of any kind translates into poetry so well. Glad you appreciated it my friend. Take care.
Clear image of a vicious woman. Well done, Tony.
Thanks Phyllis, glad you appreciated the work. Cheers!
Very descriptive and visual, the vicious words can be felt as if real weapons. I got a sense of conflict, desire with pain.
Thanks you my friend, so pleased you felt the impact . Cheers Nathan
Tony,
I don’t wanna make her mad, ever. Yes, your poem is powerful enough that my heart is palpitating inside my chest (where it should be, of course). I am going to ensure the deadbolt is securely fastened on my front door, tonight! This is better than any horror movie!
Glad it connected and had an impact Tamara. It’s a little dark, but emotions are profoundly felt as words unfold in our imagination. Glad you appreciated it my friend.
Need I say more, the black widows are all about, beware of one’s such as this, you account of so well. Her web will capture you and entangle your soul. Then slowly she will devour you slowly and chew you to the core. Words kill, actions are the by product. Well penned Tony, I’ve had such a venomous woman in my life. One was enough thank you;-)) I stay clear of malicious tongues.
So do I Vincent, and I’m not good around negative people, too empathetic. But we can make choices and one experience, as you say, is enough. Cheers my friend.