Sunday Scribbling #180, Carry On Tuesday #17, Three Word Wednesday, One Word: Corner
Piled them up and this is what I sifted out, with a little inspiration from posts by Quin and Paschal.
the sudden guilt
just now, this minute
no grace, no forgive, give
me mayhem mr. sandman
ain’t no sleeping tonight
the shots fire over heads and
hit the mark
hit the heart
play aÂ tattoo
beating on, beating up
the poets rhymed it
the storytellers made it
we all live it
danger, falling bricks, rocks
stones and sticks
and names can hurt, can paint
themselves on our skin
til only a faded shadow scar
but heard round the corner
round the life
thank you 🙂 Even hubby said at least this one made sense to him.
Very nice, Dee!
Excellent. Thanks for managing to squeeze a bit of Carry On Tuesday in there!
Like this! There’s definitely a lyric quality to it…a precision. And the internal rhymes make this rap-ish.
I think it makes total sense. Nice stuff.
This one sings. Beautifully. Sounds like you’re finding your voice again just fine.
I love it!
I love the rushings of your comma’d lines and the couplet-ed lines that follow: just now, this minute / don’t speak; danger, falling bricks, rocks / stones and sticks; and the exquisite no grace, no forgive, give / me mayhem mr. sandman. Beautiful derangement of the senses: “til only a faded shadow scar / barely seen / but heard round the corner…”
I’m sorry I’m so late to the comment-party, but I’ve lurked and read throughout the week.
feel free to visit or not. I love your comments Paschal but real life is a good thing. It’s easy to get trapped in the internets and forget that 🙂 Peace brother.
Seems we posted right together on this evening’s oneword. Mine popped up, and then a Dee. Tis thee, no?
yes it was – and then I crawled off to find my book and go to sleep. I am halfway through Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins and need to finish so my daughter can snag iy before I put I donate it to the school library.