Mark R Slaughter


Beldame of Death


A crunch: afoot a dead arachnid
Spanning once a serving plate –
Oh! that others be alive
With such as me for spider bait!

I slunk along the silent hall
Of ancient ore attired in grime –
Feculent beyond the nose;
No bearing here, nor feel for time.

I shuddered in appreciation –
The ambience would mortify
A feeble mind, aghast, opined
Of murky thought, and typify
The will of Belial err I brought
Upon myself to loathe and dread
Exquisite retribution: to linger
Oftentimes alive, then dead.

Compulsion saw me edging on
Toward a narrow door of oak.
Behind, I knew, a greater evil
Waiting in her fusty cloak.

A choice of nil upon the table;
Aught of leave, I had to face
Alone the shrew – her flaming aura
Angling me; my deep disgrace
From ugly deeds I dealt in life,
A heinous world I honed in glee…

'Now take a crooked path to death,
For I have come to torture thee! '

Out of eyes of orange flame,
A piercing glare, then here it came –
The cackling cry of chanting song:

'You thought you'd die alone in pain
The once – nay nay! you'll die with me,
And so a catch: you'll die again
Ad infinitum - ever be!

Your soul to curse, my heart we'll gore,
Your liver to draw and quarter;
A sadomasochistic pair,
We'll slither together in slaughter! '

I answered only with a scream, from
Sensing near her craving lust.
My crimes to answer; wrongs annul;
Renounce my soul and turn to dust...

On an evening cool and quiet,
Stretch an ear to listen tight –
Are you lucky of a moment –?
Hark! my clarion call of plight.


Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009


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Submitted: Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Edited: Saturday, December 31, 2011

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  • Rookie - 333 Points Sara Fielder (1/22/2012 10:45:00 AM)

    How terrifying! You capture death perfectly and this poem is destined to become a classic imho. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Brenna Smith (4/12/2010 7:14:00 PM)

    its aweinspiring and gives u a sense of dread while making u want to know more. i love it! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 150 Points Patti Masterman (11/18/2009 8:08:00 AM)

    Wow, reminds me of The Raven by Poe, but I can't say just why. Perhaps the amazing words chosen to flesh out the poem. (Report) Reply

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