Frank F. Atanacio Poet Dramatic Verse

Marvelous Suggestion

The capacity for terror absorbed him,
he was enthralled with pain,
his victim quivering her lips,
madly, insane,
as he bites off her finger tips,
first gently, then with rage,
and he would let the blood drain
he was an animal who belonged in a cage.
He wore a crucifix around his neck,
thinking he was the one God wanted to protect,
as many women as he killed,
 he also thought God had no divine power whatsoever,
her hands trembling badly,
death is coming slowly, sadly,
her fingers mangled,
her mind strangled,
then he leaves her to die,
smiling, as if he made a marvelous suggestion,
told her not to worry in a lie,
but she didn’t even have the strength to cry,
as the vultures watched, from way up high,
the air filled with the smell of blood,
and the hungry birds blanketed the sky.

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Robin L. Gass March 9, 2009 at 1:06 PM This conjures up very strong mages, Frank. Wow! I thought of the Gothica and Silence of the Lambs while I was Reading! owerful writing! Love, Robin

Laurie Ginn February 26, 2009 at 10:08 AM Nopes PMS

Laurie Ginn February 11, 2009 at 5:01 AM You gloomy guy you. Thinkin how in da heck you gently bite off a finger and baby you never start thinkin God has no divine power or next thing you know you'll be chokin on the bone of an index finger. Your so rude you probably bit them off the day after her manicure.....not that you were the one doing the biting......oh no I would never think that....never

February 10, 2009 at 4:03 PM Sounds like a horror movies to me. Yikes! It comes to life with your imagery. Thank you for taking time to comment on my poem. Best wishes with your writing. Karen

Christopher Higgins February 10, 2009 at 8:38 AM In Living Color was a variety show in the early ninties with Jim Carey and the Wayanns brother..it was hilarious..they had two characters who reviewed things on the show and that was their signature the snapping of fingers...check it out..really good fun. This is still an awesome write thirty minutes later..LOL

Christopher Higgins February 10, 2009 at 8:27 AM Frank, have you ever watched In Living Color..dude your snapping action is killing me with laughter..LOL

Christopher Higgins February 10, 2009 at 8:18 AM Frank you amaze and puzzle me all in one poem. You should write stories my friend because you have stories living in these characters. I love the richness that you tell a story with and how you make words jump off the page...the title I am still thinking about..your poem is awesome.