Disclaimer: poetry is not my strong suit but I felt it was the best way to display the few creative ideas I have left. I wrote a short poem on Rebecca West’s short story “Indissoluble Matrimony” because I had really enjoyed reading it way back in the beginning. Hope you enjoy!
Hate drenched sweat dripped down As I sat on the steps watching Her as she ran Fragments of glass quaking in her wake Moon light showed that path she took To see her lover no doubt Yellow and sickly, I followed this light skinned witch Whose power has held me too long All though I never truly gave in Down Down Down The street I ran Always behind Her dark cloak swayed in the wind as she walked Away from me To someone else?
Moonlight reflected on her face The lake a gaping hole in which she dives No man No man was holding her Just warm summer water and soft yellow light that Hold her face in caressing hands The moon looks at me Glaring Berating me for my evil mind She tricked me once more
I follow the water’s edge She sees my pale face Anger and confusion a swirl in the eyebrows Innocent eyes laugh at me Laughing at my stupidity My sterility I thought I had beat her there But plans lay bare too late
Feet in water Hands on tan neck I push her into the depths But she always pushes back Enveloped in the murky lake Water in lungs Breath lost in bubbles But Action takes turns And soon her hair becomes a halo And the water submerges her Lustful eyes and red lips
Fighting for air Fighting for life Fighting me But soon her body becomes a stone Dropping into darkness One sound A few ripples Then lost to the world Freedom finally
Walking in the street once more Pride filled chest Peace for first time I come to the door Pane still shattered but tomorrow's problems Tonight I shall sleep happy for first time Open door to bedroom leaves pause Body in bed leaves fear Her death was not his freedom Action never happened I take off my clothes and climb into her arms I weep at the ritual.