Desert rose..Kiss of death. Are you trying to kills us all softly and sweetly, Poetic Gawdess?! Hehehe

Joking aside, I liked many lines. Especially this one: “..there are no survivors
to tell truth of her myths.” Wow! Reminds me of Medusa.
Keep on the good writing! But please, I want to live.

Very true indeed. Like flies to honey; thanks for reading Dragon-Fire. xx
~P.G💋

Your poetry kicks ass. Reminds me of some erotic thriller film from the early 90’s they’d air on HBO or Showtime.

Sirens on the shore! I love how you use rhyme, and the imagery is so alluring… much like those deadly mermaids. Oh, to be Odysseus tied to the mast screaming to be loosed. You capture the vision.

Nice tight little poem. Il bacio della morte. There are worse ways to die 🌼

This is a sensually woven warning, very cleverly worded. Definitely paints potent imagery

Beautifully penned, P.G. Great storytelling & terrific imagery my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Angel, thank you. To be honest, sometimes I’ll start a poem and have absolutely no idea where I’m going with it. But this piece particularly flowed effortlessly because those exact sirens came to mind. I wanted to capture their alluring nature and present it in this poem in the form of a woman, because we know just how tempting we can be. I appreciate your kind words. xx
~P.G💋

I like the metaphorical analogy of how life writes on you, and thus you write in transference – a poetic picture of every impact, a future reference for the ages. Deep as always, my dear.