Wednesday, August 7, 2013

IGWRT's Word's Count With Mama Zen - "Suspicion"


Suspicion

I followed faith's tradition,
thumb pricked, bled, dripped -
husband's morning coffee flavored,
my love he'd never flee.

Yet from his shirt I plucked
long, golden strand.
Suspicious.  Unsure.

Singed and discarded
treacherous silky hair -
sent voodoo spell
her wanton way

only to reap a doubters
grief.  He hadn't loved her
so she shot them both.

by Margaret Bednar, August 7, 2013 

Maire Laveau is a fascinating read.  She was a black woman in New Orleans, LA, and was known as the Queen of Voodoo.  Some say she converted to Christianity (Catholicism) before she died.  Either way, it is said most of her spells were to help the poor and the needy.

This is for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Words Count with Mama Zen - Voodoo in 73 words or less.

And I changed this up a bit a day later but it is still 55 words so... this is also for Friday Flash 55.

21 comments:

  1. Woman, be careful of the spells you weave!

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  2. Or... The spells did work. He was never unfaithful, even though the woman pursued him. Maybe he was just giving her an innocent lift home from work? Be careful, indeed, when casting voodoo!

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  3. My, my...you know what to speak to end a problem... :) Love it! Good to have you back!

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  4. Yikes! I think spells work a little fast on insufficient evidence. Cutting. Sharp.

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  5. I am so enjoying the responses to this prompt. Way cool, Margaret.

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  6. "wished harm her wanton way, and it came" — wow, Margaret. We have to watch what we wish for, don't we?
    K

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  7. That second line is brilliant, and I love the twist at the end.

    It's true; Marie was a devout Catholic, famous throughout New Orleans for her generosity and service to the poor.

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  8. Imagine thinking it and having it happen. Sort of brings up all kinds of conscience questions but it is the fair ending ;-)

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  9. Found a long very obviously dyed blonde hair on my husband once--turned out to be his daughter's from a previous marriage, stopping by his jobsite to say hello and hug her dad. Never assume, as they say. I love the fable-like quality of this--read it and weep, ladies.

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  10. Oof! Not quite the ending I envisaged, but I guess there was no saving him.

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  11. Welcome back Margaret!

    I love this voodoo tale you've woven...entertaining and well done!

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  12. Always good to have a few voodoo spells in your back pocket if needed!

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  13. Hi there!
    Do do that voodoo that you do to me! ... love your poem, Margaret.

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  14. Having read the other version as well, this one worked out just fine. I was certain you were on Holiday Margaret, being incommunicado is sometimes a blessing not to mention relaxing.
    Loved your Voodoo 55
    Thanks for playing
    WELCOME BACK SAFELY!!!!!!!
    Have a Kick Ass Week-End

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  15. well now there is a twist....
    at least he wont cheat again
    and force you to waste your magic once more....smiles.

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  16. Well, that's effective. Just great opening lines too Margaret.

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  17. goodness what a spell and twist ~ a potent post Margaret ~

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