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A MURDERER'S TALEShe laid crumpled in the stairwell,A MURDERER'S TALE by NocturneJewel
a pile of flesh and bone emptied of any pale
blot of light animating her lifeless corpse,
only the streetlamp would dare tell of how
she fought against the thundering hooves
of some Nightmare assailing her in the dark
damp street, only a slab of concrete was there
to catch her when she fell like a ragdoll,
her neck bruised and broken and forever carrying
the imprints of my fingers when I found her,
so ready and willing to die as my hands squeezed
the life from her, I stared into her amber eyes
enraptured by the fear I saw embalming her
mortal depths with something almost profane,
she choked and gasped-pleading to breathe-
still I wouldn't release her from my deadlock
vise, my hands squeezed her throat until I heard
the crunch of bone and the exhale of her last
breath, her eyes were as empty as my black heart...
she laid a crumpled heap of nothing at my feet,
no one saw her fall, no one heard her cry,
no one but I and I was the moster who had
IN MY NIGHTSHADE GARDEN...The Night stirred me awake as I arose clad in a schemeIN MY NIGHTSHADE GARDEN... by NocturneJewel
of witch's rhyme, my eyes shone with a light so eerie
that it must have been the gallows' spawn, and my soul
splintered into a thousand fathoms of Darkness...
I smoked it until I could pluck prophesies from the air,
steeping spectres from smouldering ash and bone,
I twisted Life into Death, and Death became the entrails
of my garden, sewn with rotted seeds and flourishing
slimy leaves, infested with snakes and spiders, toads
and lizards that creep over withered beds of poison ivy,
oh how they welcome visitors into my Nightshade Garden,
refusing to animate life while promising to end it
with a bite of forbidden delights! Welcome visitor,
to my Nightshade Garden, you may not live to tell this tale...
In my Nightshade Garden I planted Henbane and Mandrake,
cloven-hoofed and glittering darker than any nightmare theme,
in my kettle I brewed them until they embalmed my dreams
with viper's spit and spider's sting, a twist of thorn and
I am a prolific pagan poet and have over 1000 poems. I love rainy days and thunderstorms at night. My favorite season is Autumn, it is so full of color and beauty, inner reflection and subtle wisdom. I love the night, it is then I get most inspired and write the majority of my poetry. I have a close relationship with nature, especially reptiles. I have quite a large reptile family at home which includes nineteen geckos, seven snakes, and twelve tarantulas. They are my family. I get such a pure feeling of fulfillment from being with my reptile family.|
Besides reptiles, my favorite animals are bats and owls. I also have several tattoos and piercings. My very first tattoo were vampire bite marks on my necks. I love them.
The beautiful has written a review of me as a writer. I am so honored! So this is what she has to say about my writing style:
~NocturneJewel is an intensely prolific poet, and in reading just a sampling of her work, you quickly come to realize that to be a prolific poet with work of such vision and depth is a great achievement indeed. Her style may be unusual, but it is all hers, and she is nothing but proud. Each line blends seamlessly into the next, and the fluid rhythm and potent imagery weave together into a tapestry of literary enchantment.
Current Residence: The Dark Side of the Moon
Favourite genre of music: Celtic, New Age, Nature, Goth
Favourite style of art: Nocturnal
Shell of choice: Home
Skin of choice: Reptilian
Personal Quote: Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken.