The Spectrum of The Winding Street

by Everlasting   Jul 1, 2019


at midnight
her red 5-inch heels
stab psychedelically
each cobblestone
of the bleak street


[ Click - Clack ]

her steps hypnotize
mothers, at every home,
to sleep

as fathers - spellbound
by her stride -
watch through broken,
closed shutters,
her calves


to the full moon silhouetted
on the ground


front doors
slam open!!!


then terror
in the entire neighborhood
starts to reverberate
on worn out wood
as children seek shelter
under their mother's bed


within seconds
a sultry crimson dress
at each marital room,
alluring fathers-
with a lavishing port,
to turn their beds
into a cemetery
for the living


the next morning
mothers awake screaming
to the sight of pale children speaking
the language of the unborn.

Written by L.L

Almost 5 years ago.


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  • 2 years ago

    by D.

    This is really accomplished, even if it is old. Good storytelling, and broken up nicely.

  • 2 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    I know it's wrong to crave this, heel walking, crimson clad, murdering beauty, but I'm spellbound. If you give me her number, she can have my kids. Deal?

    • 2 years ago

      by Everlasting

      Haha I don’t think that’s how it works

  • 2 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    There were a few times I thought too many commas were used, unnecessarily, but of course that's just my opinion.


    "watch through broken,
    closed shutters,"


    "then terror,
    in the entire neighborhood,"

    I thought the line break was enough of a pause to not need the comma in the first lines.

    My favorite line, however, was "to turn their beds into a cemetery for the living"
    AHH, that would sound even more haunting in spoken word!

    Before reading the ending, what I actually thought about this piece was a woman seducing men and you turned it into a horror poem. Elaborating that perhaps the idea of women who seek out married men, seek to destroy their foundation and do not care if the men are fathers, was some form of evil. Of retribution. And the family would have to deal with the aftermath when they wake.

    • 2 years ago

      by Everlasting

      Ah, me and commas and periods ( punctuation overall) don’t get along too well. I try to befriend them too often but seems their company isn’t the most adequate at times. Thank you for your comment.

  • 2 years ago

    by Jamie

    I vaguely remember this one. But i nominated it because it has excellent imagery and storytelling.

  • 2 years ago

    by Star

    Wooooooooooooooow, I do not remember this, is it your first time posting it?

    • 2 years ago

      by Everlasting

      Nope. I posted this one in the other account. The one I deleted. I don’t remember having posted on this account though.

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