![]() The lady in REDA Poem by Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)The lady in red
There she goes On her white horse
The knight in black With straightened back
He calms the storm She makes things warm
The lady in black Wears red some days
But …….His wife She comes out in a purple Kinda haze
The knight he winks and smiles At his damsel in red
The wife tosses off her purple crown And throws it to the burnt harrowed ground
She chooses something devilish and rides out in the dusky pink skies
In her pocket of lace and care She holds the knife That she will snare
His rugged sheath is ready still His mare his White horse He gallops still
She finds the two in snarly ground With all legs and arms a toss She neatly found
She finds her husband In a sordid embrace And licks her lips And marks her gait
What have we here she Says with evil sneer
The lady in red looks up instead And smiles so sweetly As her handsome lover lies still warm but clearly coldly dead
No woman will ever have him Not even you of purple evil mind
I gave him poison from my lips So no one else now could feel his Warm and gentle kiss
T'was on a fine night a day or two ago He told me that he loved me so
So I told him I was to bear his child a boy He said he wanted no part of me or My evil ploy
So when I found the poison Of most dreadful cheer I hid it from my master dear
I ravished him in this unsightly nook And in my mouth my poison I took And spat it in his mouth he was rather severely shook
Ill wager you a fair and handsome price That I will be dead before the night So kill me now if you will But I can hear a faint whiperwill
The woman in red and the wife dressed in purple Gathered him up amongst fine murtle They knew that they had both been poisoned by A man a black knight And would forever be In debt to each other For breaking his spell As they sat and got to know each other well By the rippling creek And the faint call of the lonesome night The call of that lonesome whiperwill
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9 Reviews Added on March 24, 2019 Last Updated on March 24, 2019 AuthorJulie McCarthy (juliespenhere)Sydney , AustraliaAboutAmateur old poet well not that old but not a young 20 anymore I live to write I write at least five poems ditties every weekend and a few during week I write quickly it just flows and bu.. more..Writing
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