Parsel Tongue (*click* the title to hear part of the poem in Parselmouth)
Her tounge spits bitter venom
She put everything into that bite she took
His actions, the catalyst for
Turning this beautiful young girl into a serpent
A devil
Writhing on her belly in her pain until
She finds strength in the hurt
Then she uses the sharp fangs he gave
To tear into him
from a Poetry Challenge that I am EXTREMELY behind in… but I will get done:
Writers Write Poetry Challenge
Day 21 Prompt 5
Write a poem of any length about something that spirals or something that cuts.
