* The Lady In The Lake *

                  the lady in the lake

                  clawed her crooked

                  fingers pulling earth

                  to her breast feeding

                   it all her children

                  two fish lovers dance

                  a pizzicato(moving like)

                  this roaring heels of

                 alabaster shells rubbing

                 ridgers like washboards

               together the sight of pleasure

               and object of fear she spawn

               she is a guise revealing the

               good woman that is always has been .

              

              *  Written by Mrs Kathrine D  *



              * this poem is not mine *

Author's Notes/Comments: 

    Tight poem Mrs
   Kathrine D keep
writing into the future

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Rachel  Marie Tate's picture

Yeah, oww, heart ache never feels very nice and this sums up in simple writing the feeling that most all of us have been through at one point in time- not a happy thing, but definitely part of the human condition...