My Mother-In-Law
Poetry & Prompts / December 23, 2013

My Mother-In-Law Feel free to use any or all lines as writing prompts. Arrested by her own image, she taunted it With a come hither sashay and thrusting pout Daring it to jump out Of her gold encrusted… Everlasting Looking Glass Her silvery locks draped like Arctic Fox on pale shoulders Swathed in crushed obsidian velvet Trapping her feline curves Into libidinous submission Satisfied she looked bewitching She sucked the fire up from her loins with a catch Letting Chanel 5 encourage her lust The glowing new widow was a vision to behold Straightening herself She floated from atop the antiquated staircase, As an ominous black mist Hers was a violent, calculated elegance That spattered the mourners with brilliance Oozing coital readiness, Unfazed by her menopausal haze She stole her way through the somber soiree Sharing her venomous kisses, Leaving a trail of carnage in her wake Her icy blue eyes narrowed as she neared the coffin Looking down upon his blank face she silently thanked him for the bequeathed fortune She leaned in to kiss his cold cheek; The face of her vernal lover came to her As organ pipes vibrated with Chopin. By R.M.R. at the Writers Nexus