My Dreadful Poetic Beauty

My Writing is filled with Secrets
coated by Lies.

While the world lives in
perpetual Halloween,
people like Zombies enthralled
by roars of Chainsaws
promising hope,
delivering Bloodshed –
what did you expect?

The sickening Drama builds
like a manic Guitar solo
out of control –

Nope.

So I write about
Flowers.
So I write about
Romance.

I write about
Autumn leaves Dancing in the Wind.
I write about
scenes of simple Love on the Sidewalks
I write about
the Music I hear from the Stars
I write about
the Rain sparkling in her Hair
I write about
Magic

My Writing is filled with Secrets
coated by Lies.

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Photo taken today, during a walk in the park: bare tree trunks and branches draped with vines, the sun’s rays piercing the shadowed foliage, and a bed of leaves covering the ground beneath it all.

Linked to The Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: November Themes. Marian gave us 30 words to choose from, and invited us to use multiple words in one poem, or write multiple poems using these words. I tried to use all 30, but ended up leaving some out 🙂 

16 thoughts on “My Dreadful Poetic Beauty

    1. Thank you! I just started seeing things when I looked at the whole list, and I couldn’t choose just one after that 🙂

    1. Oh I love that – dance with a menacing underbeat. (Well, I don’t love it in real life, but I love the observation 😉 )

  1. This is just perfect. I feel the same, much of the time. Really good.
    The words do give themselves this way, don’t they? Fascinating and thank you for doing this.

    1. Thank you for the prompt! I loved the process of cutting and pasting words and moving them around until I saw a poem forming from them 😊

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