Beloved hated spinster. You bought me for a purpose,
for the green hard pebbles of your eyes. For wishes
of his death. For every death, you chained my heart,
froze it to entrap. sleepless nights. With skin
as peach i tempt. I am a voice devoid of seeds
for loath, but I’m your charm, corsair, your sword.
For this I wish your death, for craves you planted
for the pilfered gold, for my suitor’s blood.
Your hate’s my spine, my ribs your filthy lace
my lure from curses puce are mares of mine.
The corpses at my feet are yours, my honey-
moon your tender agony. I am your voice, the burns
of past deceptions, your spiderwebs and mold.
I have tried in vain to maim the only one I love,
the orphan you once brought as plaything, to cripple
not to kill him. I beg him spared from your crusade.
For dVerse, Mary wants us to write a response to another poet’s poem. In last week’s persona prompt Georgina hinted at a persona poem about Miss Havisham, by Carol Ann Duffy. A spectacular poem about a woman scorned. I didn’t want to use Pip to write a response, but Estella who was brought up to be the tool of Miss Havisham’s vengeance. Dickens is great inspiration for character description, and I found Estella to be one of the more believable female characters.