You love me to be beautiful. God's gifts announced from lips composed in carmine, and smile that faintly dimples. Blue bo-peep eyes with soft smudged kohl, appealing. There's always something silky wrapped closely round this female form cool first touch and warming in the hand beware the flare combusting flame and smoke a harridan breaks out Parrot mouthed, all curse and cuss, screech toned as fingernails drawn bit by bit down slate. Black-holed and blazing irises see red. With bedknot hair I'll fling and shout a tumult stamp dust from wooden floors finish this furore by flying at the unhinged door
Note – title chosen (despite its supposed origins from Hebrew to French) because the sound invokes the Spanish bruja (broo-hah) – witch, hag, and other unpleasant terms for woman
Björn’s MTB prompt “Meet the Bar with Dissonance” invites us to write poetry whereby the sounds jar and the rhythm is unbroken
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