climbed ladders and ledges
scaled mountains in pain
crossed deserts, dense jungle
to seek you again
found new worlds, discovered
black magic for you
endured endless torture
but you were untrue
with the strength I have mustered
on travels, I’ve learned
to mix poisoned potion
that will sting and flames burn
bedevil your life
like you’ve done to mine
you’ll drink of the chalice
disguised as fine wine
and suffer the torment
your love gave to me
in your death throes I’ll dance
and proclaim I am free
with splinters from ladders
stone fragments from ledge
herbs gathered from mountains
with this song I do pledge
that from deserts and jungles
where berries I plucked
I’ll cure my addiction
spell good from bad luck
serving you notice
while pestle I grind
bewitched till the end
and out of my mind
but soon from the bubbles
that boil in your name
I’ll climb no more mountains
to find you again
for I’ll drink from destiny
you’ll get your dues
in hell where you led me
I’ll be all over you
scottishmomus 
Each line a title; the whole a terrific poem…shall have to read one more time.
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Many thanks for even one reading, Mike, and for your lovely comment.
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Deserved
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Goodness! That truly expresses it, doesn’t it? I can think of a few people for whom I would have loved to write something similar, if only I could. You truly expressed it in your eloquent yet concise way. I loved this, Anne-Marie.
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And I forgot to write the ingredients down! 😉 Thank you, as ever, for your support and kindness, Beth. Now, back to the real menu and onion chopping. 🙂 x
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oh how I love to find your poems in the reader – this is worth at least three sighs and the fervent hope that it’s naught but magnificent fiction
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Aw, you’ve made my day with this comment, Paul. All fiction apart from the mixing which merely involves flour, yeast, salt, olive oil and water, all gathered from more prosaic sources than my imagination. Smells better, too, than what I imagine the above would! You’re a gem. 🙂 x
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This is wonderfully lyrical, Anne-Marie, and would sound great set to music – my cup of tea!
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Thanks, Chris. I had a bit of a tune going with it but not complete – stuck on the same refrain. Back burner for this one. 🙂
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Marvellous rhythm
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Thank you, Derrick. 🙂
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This was not easy but definitely worth the effort!! I loved the ending ten or so lines of how you were not unscathed by all your efforts. Is coming out scathed a way to say this? Smiles, Robin
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