Snow of the Apple

Based on the plot behind the story of Snow White, interpreted into a darker meaning.

White snow in the mirror, intangibly frosted

 Withering the petals of the black roses that wilted

The glass of the hand that held to you, your apple

Her hand twisted slowly

Her eyes filled with poison for the fruit that she gave you.

Give into temptation

Your tongue so impatient… 

Now feel the burn, an ambrosia sensation

…

Chime your fingers, fragile as ice

Blood ran from the lips to the snow that was white.

Reviews

[Holly Mason]

very nice thank you

[Coyote Poetry]

I loved the way you made the story seem more real and cold. I had to read a second time for the pleasure of the good story in the poem. No weakness in the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[♥ Kinnixk]

Wow. Great job. I was hooked on the first line.

[Deandra Dawn]

Again, amazing job. You have me hooked on your every word.

[Chip]

I really enjoyed this poem! It made me read it twice. :) Yes, sometimes we give into temptation because some things are just irresistible, and we then suffer the aftermath. :(

Great poem! No criticisms.

[khalid]

sometimes we cant decide what is good for us and what is bad. we may think something is really good but the evil maybe hiding behind it..
i have really enjoyed reading this poem

This is amazing I enjoyed this write alot

[Jay. E. V.]

I LOVE THIS. Anything with mirrors intrigues me greatly because its always a theme of the real enemy being ourselves. Impressive.