Last Lies Under the Bridge

Intricately planned, all eventualities covered
No more excuses, thickly buttered
When darkess falls, She'll be rid of the pain
After everything, she'll never see him again.
Lie after lie, empty promises, fuelled with deception
destruction, humiliation untold dejection
No more pushing, no more bloody punches
She's found the truth to all those founded hunches
Now he'll pay for the damage that lies deep
that made her crumble to the bottom of the heap
but now she's strong, now she's vexed
Now she knows what's coming next
Conversation overheard, etched the plan
to rid her of that demon man
In shadows she follows
surreptitiously in the hollows
inviolable now with evil as her guide
love and protection, for so long denied
made her turn to satan's side
She with equanimity, her mind on avaunce
Primed for the deed, she knows her sentence
He's to late to beg for his repentance 
He's unaware of the death knell
Moonlight casts a lurid luminence, a black magic spell 
His last tryst once more under the bridge, lit his cigarette
Like an apparition before him, his face she wouldn't forget
Stupified, eyes open wide
who would speak for him Jekyll or Hyde 
just about to say !
but he didn't have a chance
She blasted him away!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Nutter Avatar
September 1, 2010 at 3:16 AM
Very vivid and dark write, thank you for recommending it. The abused rising up to kill their abuser. Justice served. Well done.
Patrick Avatar
April 9, 2010 at 11:44 PM
whoa whoa whoa... you cant just kill people O_o. you have to look for any little good inside all the bad... look into the future, not the past... if nothing else he made you stronger. he gave you the insight to know what you want and by neglecting you he empowered you to get it. what happens in our life only helps mold us into who we are, but mostly its choice ;)
Poyntz Avatar
March 5, 2010 at 10:59 AM
Wow, did'nt see the ending coming....did he? That is pretty amazing words/thoughts laid out here! Irish
Cheeseman Avatar
March 2, 2010 at 2:48 AM
This is good poertry, well thought out, well presented and a great ending, tomorrow is another day and better times ahead, big hugzzzzz and bucketfulls of thank yous Daniel
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March 1, 2010 at 10:04 AM
Glad you like "Color of Poetry" My facebook is up now with 3 pic of me on there...Jimmy Anderson ...See ya!
Fraser Avatar
February 25, 2010 at 1:49 PM
Allie, excellent poem >> the dude found out in the end, and in the end found out >> gone >> James
Brown Avatar
February 25, 2010 at 11:06 AM
What a wonderful way to spend this snowy day reading poetry. I am so happy that yours was amongst the ones I am reading today. Thank you for sharing your amazing poetry today Allie. Love, Carol
Haick Avatar
February 25, 2010 at 9:33 AM
Absolutely, great write...masterful imagery and flow, Allie. And to think I was going to skip this. I will go read more! Peace, love, Audrey
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February 25, 2010 at 7:52 AM
I agree with LMB.... Wonderful poem friend....:JP]
Sweetheart Avatar
February 25, 2010 at 5:38 AM
A superb tale of luv and pain ..of loss and gain... her revenge at last.. a brilliant poem Allie and expertly written with your rhyme, my favorite form.. hope to read more "beauties" from your gifted pen.. luv.. Linda-Marie "Sweetheart" of Poetry Soup
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