TRUMPET

TRUMPET

Surrounded by snowcapped mountains in a rustic cabin

Amid an aquamarine lake placid and dreamily glassine

A woodland setting away from the glamour and bling

'Twas my dream to have my fairytale wedding

The distant calls of the birds flying overhead

As I walked the ramp without a family or friend

I looked forward to meeting my Prince Charming

Holding out to me a diamond studded platinum ring

Flaunting my pearls and ivory lace bridal gown

With a bottle of champagne and a bouquet of exotic flowers I'd homegrown

Into the threshold I stepped to see a dashing groom

I had a surprise for him ; he had no idea what would happen soon

Raising a toast to our future and wedded bliss

He took large sips and realised too late something was amiss

Choking and sputtering, he was clearly in distress

Managing to gasp incoherently " what have you done, you sorceress?"

Smirking at him as he lay writhing and squirming

I granted his last wish, his memory needed jogging

Here was the wolf who hid in a sheep's clothing

My family and home reduced to shambles after his greed and wresting

Falling in love with me was his losing game

He didn't know me, I'd vowed to avenge our downfall and shame

As his eyes fluttered close and breath began to fade

Told him that the champagne was concocted out of Angels Trumpet and Deadly Nightshade!

Pic Courtesy: ArtoonsInn Poetry Parlour

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