The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
by Marge Simon
Devout he’s been raised, full knowing
Our feelings about war, with all its violence.
Long we pleaded with him, but he’d hear none of it.
“I must serve our country,” he said,
then brown eyes shining, resolute,
showed us his papers of commitment.
I have packed his carryall
with postage, pens and cards,
as if he’ll spend time writing us,
though I know young men in uniform
have little care for letters home,
still, a mother’s efforts count.
Father loads his heavy trunk,
ensuring all his needs for limbs and torso.
Last to go inside we place his head,
with a tin of fudge – his favorite snack,
and top it with his tongue, for savoring
throughout the long Hereafter.
Fiction © Copyright Marge Simon
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
More from Marge Simon:
Satan’s Sweethearts – a collection of poems by Marge Simon and Mary Turzillo featuring the most monstrous, evil women throughout history!
Quietly creepy, a terrific poem.