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Entry for The seed of Fear Poetry Contest: Sponsored by: Jami Patterson Date wrote 10/08/25 Little Red Riding Hood 

Bzou

Tell me, Bzou dearest Bzou 
Have you found a treat for us today?
I am hungry for a heart,
for mine is dry and shrivelled.

    Grandmother dear grandmother
    Have I ever let you down?
    I have one on a tether
    and it is dressed in crimson red.

Is she innocent and pure,
this girl in crimson red?
For only vestal blood
will smooth my aged skin.

    She is as white as virgin snow
    and walks the woods
    With picnic in her arms;
    to give to you, I so believe.

Will you be you or you be he
to capture her for me, Bzou?
The woodsman with your charm
or creature that you are?

    You know the truth of what you ask
    Do not deceive yourself or me.
    Your snout is long
    your teeth as sharp as mine.

Bring her to me, use your lure
We both desire her in our bed
Our hunger is but one.
Stray her from her path.

    Then what remains of her and us
    will you be youthful, I replete?
    Will we just  burn what’s left of her,
    then wait awhile, repeat?

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CayCay Jennings Date: 8/11/2025 12:04:00 PM Ew, ah, ohhh, ewww me - shiver me fear nerves and make my tranquility swerve as you frighten me in my own living room. Dark, oh the implications - fierce horror stuff in lines and between. Bear in mind, I don't do horror, I'm a wimp, but your poem is like a Hitchcock film, the scare is there, and all over you - just not in one's face. I've got nothing for this contest, but horror of horrors, you rocked the dark. Poetry hugs ... CayCay Login to Reply Terry Miller Date: 8/12/2025 2:45:00 AM I like to dip into the dark now and then, and having a contest that requires it gives me all the excuse I need Thank you so much for reading this