Fatale Attraction

A poems about a girl's obsession with Death.

Fatale Attraction

 

There's a place were lovers meet
under moonlit skies
at the end of Maple Street
where dark passions rise.

 

Here's were shadows play
dancing fancy free
on the edge of day.

 

Growing here from gray concrete
is a paradise,
a lush juvenile retreat
of trees of great size.

 

Underneath its sway
she would hear his plea,
she would be his prey.

 

At the end of Summer's heat,
she would socialize
every Autumn with this sweet
stranger in disguise,

 

but he wouldn't stay
as her fantasy
lest he had his way.

 

Seeking love that was complete
striving for the prize
Death became her goal, her treat.
She believed his lies.

 

Soon without delay
hanging from a tree
Death took her away.

Reviews

[Tom]

Darkly physiological, though absorbing none the less!

Clever poem once more !

[Aethereal]

Thanks for your detailed review, Tom! I love writing psychological and sociological poems.

[Tom]

Indeed, the human mind is a cavernous place !

[Rahul]

Nicely penned in your own words about "Fatale Attraction"... Words're powerful once again. 100/100.

[Aethereal]

Thanks, Rahul!

[Nia Hope]

Very dark I like this a lot :)

[Aethereal]

Thanks, Ankara!

[SquinklaPsyOps]

Heart broken and disulutioned, she took her life at the place where she fell in love. The person that enamoured her is pictured as not a good person.

[Aethereal]

Thanks, SquinklaPsyOps! She was obsessed by Death, and this person is a metaphor for Death. This is a psychological poem. In many ways, anyone who would kill themselves over a broken love affair is really obsessed with Death too. It's always possible that a girl who's obsesses with Death loses her lover because she scares him off. Then after she set herself up for failure she has the excuse that she wants to justify killing herself which is what she wanted to do in the first place before she met her lover. She sets up her lover as an excuse to kill herself.

[Tina Kline]

A very dark poem. It shows how seductive death can be.
I enjoyed reading this tale of this girl's fall into darkness and
eventually to the ending of her life.

[Aethereal]

Thanks, Tina! After reading some of your poems and stories, I'm not surprised.

[Keith]

Wonderful read, love the way this dark story unfolds.

[Aethereal]

Thanks, Keith!

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

What a story. All the elements are there...passion, longing, love, and a not so happy ending. Bittersweet indeed. Perhaps this is only a metaphorical death, though, which I like to muse upon. Nicely done, I like the form.

[Aethereal]

Thanks Sarah! I'll be writing more poems as the cold season approaches, and I'm not spending so much time in the great outdoors.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Good, I enjoy reading you! Cold season...? Isn't it summer? ;)

[Marie]

Very good story...moonlight and passion woven with a sweet sort of death...

[Aethereal]

Thanks, Marie! Well that's a third interpretation.

[Aethereal]

Interesting piece, and a great message, to those who suffer, on any kind of suicidal behaviour, or, to those who are just ill, and don't have much time left.... A very dark, but beautiful piece. It didn't scared me, at least, it gave me new visions! So sadly beautiful, and almost a forgotten pearl of the romantic times, where it could actually come thus to an end... Good work my friend.

- Elisa

[Aethereal]

Thanks for your detailed review, Elisa! Poe was the master at this kind of poetry.

Oh yes, he was... :) in all kind of dark visions, and even darker thoughts.

[Wicked Dahlia]

this is a dark gem. i read your other reviews and saw mention of the metaphor for her obsession. i re-read it and enjoyed it anew. wonderful work!

[Aethereal]

Thanks, Wicked Dahlia! This is a psychological poem whereby the stranger is a metaphor for the girl's fatale obsession.