Bad RoseA Poem by Patrick DaviesFor "The Girl" writing contest.Bad Rose Taken in through the nose - Sprinkled with lemony powder. Princess, Accomplished with finesse, Resist the evil witches trap.
But the pretty dust Tastes so good. Potent to the Bright, young Princess. With flowering lust She inhales, Dammning herself. Her eyes roll back.
Bad Rose - With new life force, it grows - As the princess lies unconscious. Princess, Though Prince's lips caress, Lies dead. Blood on eyes, nose and mouth.
The cruel witches curse, Concocted Deep in cauldron, Burns with hellfire, Feeding her blood thirst - Corrupting, Razing, killing...
...The young princess. © 2009 Patrick Davies |
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1 Review Added on June 24, 2009 Last Updated on June 25, 2009 AuthorPatrick DaviesnoAboutTell you? About me? But what of the consequences? Oh God, the things they could do to my life if I handed it over... A background from which they could merge into the foreground - a window, an opening.. more..Writing
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