She versed her voice
with lace and spiderwebs
to tie me tightly to her pillory
and laughed.
She spun her syllables to silk
to bind me to my whipping post
and smiled.
She kissed me
with her blades of wire-words
before silently
she left.
It has been a while since I wrote the last time, but what exit from my hiatus could there be than to write a Quadrille for De at dVerse.
For those not familiar with a Quadrille, it’s a poem in exactly 44 words (excluding the title) that has to include the word of today. In this edition the word is voice.
August 12, 2019
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Welcome back. You have been missed! This quadrille is biting and dark. Blades of wire-words…brilliant.
trust you are well. what a spin of words to come back with indeed.
Goodness. This is so visceral, B. LOVE this, especially:
“She kissed me
with her blades of wire-words”
Ouch, that hurts. I love this Q Bjorn. Welcome back!!!
It’s so good to have your voice back at the Poets Pub, Björn! And what a fabulous quadrille to return with! These lines are so sinister:
‘She spun her syllables to silk
to bind me to my whipping post
and smiled.’
“with her blade of wire-words” such a wonderful line.
You’ve slayed us all with your ‘wire-words’! Welcome back Bjorn!
I’ve been trying to work out the connection with Titus Oates, a hate figure in my family.
I agree with the others, the blade of wire-words is tremendous.
I have been wondering how you were? I was going to email you. Wow, this one stings.
Wonderful Björn, though a bit of a helpless ending…
OUCH! This leaves a story to be told. You’re baaaaack!
Do these words then explain your absence? And how did you escape? 😉
a black widow who gives enough poison not to stun nor kill but imprison. brilliant phrasing throughout.
Wow! Good to see you back, Björn!
Glad to see you! I was getting worried. Wonderful piece. Your use of imagery is … beyond words. Bravo!
Exquisite visuals that you’ve painted with her voice. So good to read you again.
Hello Bjorn! Glad the sadist left…hope someone comes to release you.
Very creative description. Leaving you all tied up to the whipping post!!
Ditto–welcome back, ditto loved “wire words” Sorry you missed 2 episodes of BLACKTHORNE.
I did read your Blackthorne entries yesterday.
I like blades of wire words, but maybe this even more: “She spun her syllables to silk to bind me to my whipping post”
voices slice ~
ouch … scorching!
Blades of wire words is wonderful.
Welcome back.
Wow! This gives a new perspective on what words can be and how hurtful they can be.
Nice line: “She spun her syllables to silk” And description of a deceptive voice.
The words in relationships definitely become tangible. (K)
O what a tangled web a controlliing voice an weave.
Oh my! Such a wonderful imagination!!
This is vivid and full of imagery that feels like the push-pull of pleasure-pain in a power-exchange dynamic in which only the intimate parties know the rules.
The power of words!