Curse of the Bark – #fiftywords

This is my first contest entry on Steemit. My fifty word tale is in the form of a poem for the @jayna/fifty-word-story-prompt-and-contest.

He startled her with a roguish pinch
Ignored her feral smile and angry squint
In a fine-china cup she served him tea
Made from the bark of the wolf-willow tree
Too late he learned in the moon high dark
The gypsy curse of the bark in the bark

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Original computer graphic by me for this poem

© 08 March 2018
by D. Denise Dianaty

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