Spider Veined Venus (word challenge poem)A Poem by Esoteric StrandThe image for this poem would be a crone's hands folded in her lap, bones exposed. Or, mayhaps a sagging chin of the haggy harridan.Faded is a state, not of disrepair… think of it as a slow vanishing. No varnish for this once-lustrous thing. Opaque A painful, foot-dragging getaway. Woman is the azure sky, partly cloudy, chance of rain. right… Woman is a Moon-mad screamer …closer At best and worst: Woman is a Scarlet Spirit! Over-thinker, Deep-In-Calculus squinter She's tainted with an envy that lasts through the grave. This makes sense to any mortal prick: Ever since Eve, woman has had a bone to pick. Her age accelerates. A hefty price paid with each shifty trap laid. Oh, the devious plans set for man: Essential oils Mis-labeled medicines Dreamy creamy perfumery So merry in her apothecary Fountain of youth or bust! And what of Man ? - dim-witted, custom-fitted in his pathetic pillories of lust. © 2011 Esoteric StrandReviews
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Added on March 14, 2011Last Updated on March 15, 2011 AuthorEsoteric StrandFresno, CAAboutOriginally from Fresno, California. Inspirations come from a wide array of sources: nature, faith, fatherhood, the occult, mythology, pop culture and Italian horror movies. GENERAL LIKES: Blac.. more..Writing
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