John Freeman Poet Blank verse

The Elect Lady

The Elect Lady
~“Tis torture, and not mercy. Heaven in earth hath
become hell as woman scorn. The poison
of asps drips forth of her tongue…her honeycomb
hath dried… 
Life sourest as wine gone foul of sweet fermenting. 
Amiss of love,  a strong delusion of her was chosen, ere 
her love of truth. Loose the yoke, chaotic, 
psychosis,  Pharaoh let her people go.”~


For and in Honor of  Wandering Butterfly
And Contest: Romeo and Juliet; How tragic is Love

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Jenny Emelander July 12, 2011 at 1:26 PM Wonderful poem, John!~thanks for the kinds words you sent my way!

Carolyn Devonshire July 12, 2011 at 10:33 AM Dear John, this is quite an eloquent poem! I think Romeo and Juliet had "true love," but their families destroyed it with hate. Very sad but a beautifully written entry for the contest. Wishing you success, my friend! Love, Carolyn

Constance La France July 12, 2011 at 6:53 AM This is just wonderful John, I am sure a winner in the contest and thanks for your kind comments on my poetry, I appreciate that so much~~

James Foulk July 11, 2011 at 11:39 AM such a wonderful piece of well written poetry. good luck in contest.

Black Eyed Susan July 11, 2011 at 6:12 AM Nicely done. The language seems right on to me!

Johnny Sumler July 10, 2011 at 8:27 PM "Life sourest as wine gone foul of sweet fermenting"...what a classic line! Enjoyed reading this write and good luck with this wonderful entry. Nice title!

Sara Kendrick July 10, 2011 at 10:55 AM Interesting work..Reads like winning material...Good luck in the contest...Thanks for stopping by and letting me know that I placed in the contest..Sara