The Matriarchs’ Charm

Take hungry grins full of spittle
place sticky, beating hearts in the middle
and twine with salt and pepper hair
through endless days and nights laid bare
Add pebble, bone, root and feather
then wrap in tales and bind together
 
Wipe your brow and bow your head
spill blood upon the marriage bed
Now cross yourself – once, twice, thrice
and you become the sacrifice

This is for the Imaginary Garden for Real Toads where we were challenged to write a charm in ten lines or less.

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10 thoughts on “The Matriarchs’ Charm

  1. Love the rhyme in this, and the creepy feeling of being out in a witche’s wood while also being in midst of the day-to-day motions of motherhood, marriage — yes, the sacrifices of which can be felt acutely by those who’ve been there. Powerful. Thanks for sharing.

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