The Girl with the Blackberry Eyes

So, there you stand, with your yawn-colored slickers,

expecting your life to be more

Mint flavored fantasies sprinkled with stickers

and so much now waiting in store

 

Someone is longing your destined arrival,

desires held loose in her hand

All that you need to affect your survival,

I promise, she will understand

 

While vacuous days of a clouded expanse

and fields lowly rutted with fear

Show footprints of mud in a circular dance,

a garden now beckons you near

 

A wood picket fence and a hedge overgrown,

beyond an old gate bearing rust

That cringes and creaks near the wicked weeds sown,

about southern winds once were thrust

 

Where vines cling an arbor in strangling grip,

like worms, slither round neath your feet

So proud of their thorns and the flesh they do rip,

while souring fruits ever sweet

 

Beware of this realm where the petals now bleed,

with faces apart from the norm

On barbed wire stems of a nevermore seed,

now cast of an unending storm

 

For here waits a child with a part in her hair

and roots tethered deep to the ground

A bouquet of pain offered up, if you dare,

in silence she speaks without sound

 

So, follow this path of a nightmarish dream,

where nothing that lives ever dies

But hold tight your tongue for she hates when you scream,

the girl with the blackberry eyes

 

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

This is amazing !!!!
Best of yours yet

[willweb]

Thanks so very much Julie.