A black cat mewls piteously
upon my gravestone
the stench of decay
fills my nostrils
unearthly roots encircle my legs
the alchemy of hell
turns my soul to dust
soil blackens my lips
as i begin this descent
into the underworld
where fire consumes my shame

Underground II

Risen and fallen
a lone candle burns
upon my tombstone
a feral cat scratches at my grave
roses wither on the vine
as the goddess of the underworld
invokes my name
pain is my destiny
into the bowels of oblivion
i accept my fate

©️ 2017 Mother Wintermoon ❣️
Cheers to OLN at dVerse and our host, BodhiRose (Gayle). Inspired by the Underground prompt hosted by PaulScribbles.

58 thoughts on “Underground

  1. Robin

    Wow. I like both poems, but I like Underground Deux just a little better with the lone candle and feral cat. In both cases, I felt I was in the poem.

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  2. Brilliantly scripted MW.. there has to be an underworld or how else would we ascend.. 🙂
    Lovely to see your post as I trawl through my reader this morning.. Its been a while since I arrived upon your wonderful domain..
    Sending special thoughts your way..
    Sue 🙂

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  3. scotthastiepoet

    So sorry, unexpected visitors last night have made me rather late in responding to your piece. Bold and brave writing here – will be back for some more…

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  4. I love how the second poem can be read as continuation of the first, while the first descend you to underworld and second takes place there. Poems were something of a unique, a concept which never crossed my mind before. I loved the word, ‘unearthly roots’, which strikes a fear and sense of thrill in me.

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