Writing challenge day 9: “Found poetry”, enumeratio, landscape.
Like her, the park is lonely and the air is sick. It smells of stale roses and untreated promises; and the swing on which she sits squeaks a song so pathetically sad it almost makes time stop — and time, like some humans, knows less when it’s better to instead tread quickly.
The grass below is wet with dew, as are her fingers which she continually bring to her face to wipe away the watery signs of fragility and brokenness. From somewhere far, a beautiful sparrow descends and stops right where she sits, to fly to and fro. Distracted by the sudden chirrup, she looks at her new companion and smiles.
“Will you stay, birdie?” she asks — only to remember soon after that wings always fly…
The centipede effect, or the centipede dilemma, is a psychological effect which occurs when “a normally automatic or unconscious activity is disrupted by consciousness of it or reflection on it.”
Here, I have arranged the story of a philosopher frog and the centipede in 100 (and 15) letters to denote the 100-footed’s effect. The form I have tried to follow is that of concrete/visual poetry which was today’s task under the theme of ‘Animal’.
Last time when you came,
asking me if ’twas okay
smilingly, I had lied
Let me tell you now
every time you come and go,
‘tis not alright!
today I miss you as I do
every single day and night!
Do you know what’s the most a person can give you?– His trust.
It is when he tells you about his little joys and simpler things that matter;
Simple sorrows, acts, and fears that him do shatter
That you know he is trying, and it’s not so easy
Unfurling his soul he could slowly be dying, you see.
Really, read him not a dream now if you dare not make it
Bear in mind: The cruelest way to kill is to fake it.
Especially so, when he hopes you could mend holes in his soul
Destroy him not. Leave if you may, but let it be when he is whole.
I trusted you with
I told you things which
Should have otherwise been
You fed me lies. Failing me
Once, and twice, and then
Today’s poetry prompt is ‘trust’. These three that you read above are not really linked, but they follow the same theme. They also follow the acrostic form, in which the first letters of each verse (as highlighted) together make unique words.
This one was quite challenging for me, and though this isn’t my best, I have thoroughly enjoyed experimenting. 🙂
Image via chrisspagani.com.
Supreme sovereign, save me! save me!
From hither I pray leave to come to thee!
This journey has me tired.
It ruined me what I desired.
Now I only ask you to set me free.
This is my first attempt at writing a limerick, and it’s only the very basic form of it. The rhyming scheme is a a b b a, and the theme followed is that of a “journey“.