The Widow Paris

THE WIDOW PARIS

by Theresa C. Gaynord

With black hair fallen forward

bitter roots deeply entrenched

snow white to immaculate chaste

ravages of time obliterate.

Spellbinder of senses

amorous dreams content.

Arise with the dawn

restore your tissue

return flesh to your bones.

Essential alchemy

brings you living recipients.

On your portrait

of skeletons, dust and shadows,

They look to thee!

Within a paradise of mirrors

air sundered by imaginary dragons

and blood stamped in servitude,

they bind you with offerings

in chains of gold

covered with jewels;

forever entrapped

in ornament and show.

Theresa likes to write about matters of self-inflection and personal experiences. She likes to write about matters of an out-of body, out-of-mind state, as well as subjects of an idyllic, pagan nature and the occult. Theresa writes horror, as well as concrete gritty and realistic dramas. Theresa is said to be a witch and a poet, (within the horror writing community) and she has been published in a number of magazines, ezines, anthologies and books throughout the years. She is a former elementary school, a psychic medium - reader and advisor.