Captive in the Kudzu

In the midst of the kudzu

the satyr plays a tune

inducing a trance

bringing some to doom

Captives toil away

unable to escape

bound by a spell

dreaming while awake

A place filled with deception

beets that taste like wine

rocks that appear to be gold

lyrics stating you are mine

On occasion one

will be set free

a sword fight to the end

bringing the satyr to his knees

The cycle begins again

with the rising of the sun

if you hear music in the kudzu

turn around and run

copyright 2023 Debbie Pierce


  1. This reminds me of a book called, “The Ruins”, by Scott Smith. I don’t know if you’ve read it, or seen the movie, but it’s pretty scary about a mysterious vine that lures people in. 🙂

    • I agree. North Mississippi has a lot of kudzu along the roads. It can be quite intimidating driving along the road at night. Never know what will appear out of the shadows. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!

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