In the shadows by the lake I wandered
wondered why the water hemlock’s scent
sent waves of crimson sweetness through my veins,
bane of summer (her) wants me to be prepared,
dare me: “end it here, with me, where dusk is deep”
weep with me — you shadow keeper
you, sweet hemlock lady let me sleep.
A second poem for my poisonous plant prompt at dVerse.
Love that scent/sent, veins/bane, and wandered/wondered, especially.
^ Yes, what she said. That wandered/wondered/water juxtaposition is fabulous.
Love this: “bane of summer (her) wants”
Gorgeous:
dare me: “end it here, with me, where dusk is deep”
And I love the nicknames, “sweet shadow keeper” and “sweet hemlock lady.” How scary-beautiful.
Lovely write… seems so sweet
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It fits well with your picture. As she contemplates sleeping in a dirt nap
And again: an awesome job on the prompt. ‘“end it here, with me, where dusk is deep” … dark and powerful … the kind of line that prickles. And of course, the title is brilliant.
Some very nice internal rhymes in this one, Bjorn. And such a moody atmospheric write.
A real black widow!
Dwight
Sweet and deadly. And a clever use of homonyms.
What a temptress she is! Love the rhyme scheme.
Clever title and rhyming…thanks for intriguing prompt!
The ladies in each of your entries are lethal, Bjorn! I enjoyed this write as much as the last!
so liked the words that echoed each other at the end and start of the lines, yet meant totally different things. an interesting style.