The Banana by the Marchioness of Dorchester (circa 1650)

Twas there upon his plinth 

of strength and flesh 

(It grew again, inch by inch)

The golden fruit was found,

And it stood proud!

But in mine eyes, 

Oh tempting prize.

Obsession doth belie

Lost in depths of this 

Sweet fruity fire

Oh banana, 

Tis you that I desire

Mine cheeks they glowed, 

In yellow splendour’s gleam,

Fixated on its stiffening bow, 

Forbidden dreams

Yes indeed,

I float 

Upon, 

Banana’s 

Cream

Mine heart entwined 

In peel of sweet delight

In passion's grip, 

I see 

The light.

Oh, love's sweet torment, 

in banana's clutch,

Tis you that I desire. 

Much

©2024 Sarnia de la Mare

The Car Crash Suicides by Sarnia de la Maré FRSA #horror #poetry #poem #spokenword

The Car Crash Suicides by Sarnia de la Maré FRSA

In the shadows of 

Night they rise

From the realm 

Of life's demise.

Speeding cars 

On weathered roads

The living dead

With nowhere to go

Headlights collide 

Metals screech

A motorway pile up

More bodies to eat

This crash a collision 

Of worlds entwined

Metal on metal

fate maligned

In the suicide's wake 

The undead crawl

Twisted limbs

Eyes, blood pools

From the wretched spoils, 

they stagger free,

Flacid cocked ghouls 

With a ravenous glee.

Blood-streaked motorways 

A canvas of dread

The car crash echoes

The cries of the dead.

The fragments of life

The broken heads

A ballet grotesque

In the pale moonlight

As the living give up

The will to fight

©2023 Sarnia de la Maré FRSA