No One Cared

Wind blows twisted round the edge
Sharper ninety degree squared
Angled poised on concrete ledge
Gargoyle granite heart despaired

Straight and narrow, plumb declared
Wind blows twisted round the edge
Compass points no longer shared
Crooked staff would drive a wedge

Wrapped and trapped by thorny hedge
Disdainful eyes bleakly stared
Wind blows twisted round the edge
I’m curled and furled, back unspared

Raked and sanded, soft scars bared
Drilled a hole, my soul to dredge
I stand convicted, no one cared
Wind blows twisted round the edge

Another attempt at Quatern.Ā  AllPoetry prompt posted on facebook – “plumb”

4 thoughts on “No One Cared

  1. Jae Rose

    My goodness this is a fingers on the edge of the cliff piece..reminds me of a story I read in school about Samphire collecting on a cliff edge..’Samphire?’ I imagine nobody heard her fall either..powerful write..I think you win the darkness crown this week – it sparkles though! Jae

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