Lizzie

26 of 31 OctPoWriMo Liz was a delicate doll Adult woman, yet small Her beauty enthralled Leaving Jack appalled It was a dreadful brawl He hit her curled in a ball To the phone she crawled She tried to make a call No! On a drunken drawl He pulled it out of the wall Then

Paid The Price

19 of 31 OctPoWriMo She asked him nicely to stay On her knees she begged please Don’t leave me and go away He insisted and took leave Left standing there alone She fell to the floor, wept Vulnerable and prone Saw it clearly as she slept Without any delay Revenge was to be claimed Actions

Their Presence Lingers

“This can’t be the house,” Rich said to Margaret, his girlfriend and photographer, with excitement in his voice as he exited the truck leaving her behind.  Margaret snatched the photo from the paperclip that secured it and held it out at an arm’s length, in front of her, to compare the image against the weathered

Sweet Death

Come a little closer sugar Let’s get cozier on the sofa Lie back against my chest I bet you need a rest Let me feed you some cake It took me all day to bake Don’t rush this moment There you go, slowly take a bite Look at me when you swallow, and Tell me