Come to me!

Come to me!

A Poem by Arielle Ann

Come to me, she growls.

Come to me, she howls.

With her voice that enthralls,

With her gaze that beholds,

With her lips luscious,

With her strands sinuous,

Come to me she ushers.

Come to me she allures.


 Who is she?

They ask unified.

A vamp or a damsel?

Or both combined?

 

At times she longs,

For love utmost,

Insistent and inexorable,

Devouring and implacable.

Hah then,

Ruthless and brutal,

Merciless and cruel,

She defies, she flouts,

She discards, she casts,

Aside that love

Once sacred, unappeasable,

Once pounding, insatiable.

So who is she?

The Jesus or the Judas?

Or both combined?

 

Passion for her

Is strong and short,

Roars like the storm

And dies like the worm.

Her preys, her stimulation,

Figments of imagination,

Motivation and creation,

Consumption and destruction!

Once served and done

She laughs- “lo & be gone”!

 

Yet

She loves, she adores,

The waves the ocean,

The rain, the sun,

The moon, the stars,

She sprints and gathers

Pebbles and feathers.

Dreams of Juliet,

Romeo and ladders!

 

Bemused she wonders

"Who am I?

The witch or the angel?

Or both combined?"

 

Baffled she ponders

Why these blunders?

"Am I insane?

Pain I invite,

Purposely I prey,

Consciously I play."

So over she shrieks,

Yet again she screams,

"Who am I?

Evil or good

Or both combined?"

 

Still she resides,

Yes you will see,

Over that cliff,

Beneath that oak,

Ushering you there,

With naive eyes that allure,

With moist lips that entice,

You will go, you will worship,

You will lust, you will love.

Only to realize and grasp,

To your dismay and horror,

You are her prey, her test

Her victim of amusement!

Once she is done,

You are a toy,

Wasted and useless

Futile and worthless!


Hah!

Come to me she will growl!

Come to me she will howl!

 

 

 

 


© 2011 Arielle Ann



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I love your format of conveying ideas via short lines or simply phrases(well-penned phrases). Maybe I didn't get who 'she' is but I honestly enjoyed the story behind somewhat (positively) jarring descriptions.

"Passion for her
Is strong and short,
Roars like the storm
And dies like the
worm.
Her preys, her
stimulation,
Figments of
imagination,
Motivation and
creation,
Consumption and
destruction!
Once served and
done
She laughs- “lo & be
gone”!..."

Great work. Keep them coming.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Posted 6 Years Ago


Arielle Ann

6 Years Ago

I shall be in-boxing the bio shortly :)
John Phoenix Hutchinson.

6 Years Ago

Well thank the reviewers of WC they choose it really. All I do is decide if the content of the poem .. read more
Arielle Ann

6 Years Ago

Of course, WC is a place where I shall be forever thankful to each and every writer out here!

Happy New Year dear, Your writings are very lovely. The short words are like pebbles in the seashore which tells us the story of kind and humanity. With regards.


Yet
She loves, she adores,
The waves the ocean,
The rain, the sun,
The moon, the stars,
She sprints and gathers
Pebbles and feathers.
Dreams of Juliet,
Romeo and ladders!


Posted 6 Years Ago


When a woman growl at me. Time to run. I like the artwork and the poetry. I like the flow of the story and the way you brought the reader in. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 6 Years Ago


brill poem love it :)

Posted 6 Years Ago


I like some of the repetition in this piece. The discrepancy between wanting to love and choosing to hurt can be a bit confusing, such as in the third stanza and the seventh stanza. There were also several phrases that I wasn't particularly fond of, like "Romeo and ladders", "lo and begone", and "she sprints and gathers pebbles and feathers"; I feel like the first and third that I mentioned are vague and could be explained: why ladders and why pebbles and feathers. I very much liked the fourth stanza! And as I said, there is some good repetition in this piece; maybe put more in! Good work!

Posted 6 Years Ago


There is a passion and fire as vast as the earth that resides and flows through your words... through her life and love and devouring senses... Your vision strikes blow after blow with an unquenchable fire...

Posted 6 Years Ago


I like the way you employ words, kind of archaic and charming ...a vamp or a damsel...it gives the whole poem a nice nineteenth century touch,maybe a bit like one of the Lake poets.Nice work.

Posted 6 Years Ago


It held my attention with short sentences and a unique rhyming scheme throughout. The apex of your poem is the consistency of rhyme
It had a nice and easy flow as the rhyme continued on to each sentence.
Very nicely constructed and a most enjoyable read!

Posted 6 Years Ago


I love this. 'She' is all the things you say and we want them all, always, again and again. 'She' is life and she is, as you say, ruthless in what she does to us to win us. We have little say in the game. What point is there in resisting? And what point does a man have other than to play She's game? None. And for those of us who sometimes do strive to rise above it all, to be Fathers Of The Desert, hermits, recluses, misanthropes, iconclasts, philosophers, poets even, there is nooooo hope. For She will always win!

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Such a wonderful write dear! I like the rhyme scheme you used, and the points wich flow back again in repeating ways in your poem. Very very nice! xx

Posted 6 Years Ago



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