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maelstrom
In this inky
night
a wet whisper
wafts
Close
this hole
with feathery
sparks
of light –
scarlet shoots
burst doubt to sway to tumble
Find me
home again
all cogs
oiled and I stuck no
longer lost in this maelstrom
longer lost in this maelstrom
miscontent born of miscast
allegiance
Restore as all was before
this my cry unto this inky night
~
All Heed The Tin Man
ah
the youthful Tin Man
walks
in inky night
holding
close wet can of slipping oil
creaking
feathery
sparks of scarlet light
unnatural
fireflies follow in the inky night
ah
the youthful Tin Man wanders-lost
in
doubt of certain self annihilation
anxious
of never again agility ability
scarlet
sparks in the inky night
a
gathering crowd shoots flames of
promised
coming conflagration
following
in his sway
ah
the Tin Man groans
screeching
metal on metal screams
terrified
in tempest tossed irrevocable regret
The
Hole, The Hole,
the
squander, the leak
acknowledging
he cannot
still
the spill
and
all lost
for
a careless moment
of
sharp tongued play
~
Pig and the Stinky Hole*
Once upon a night so inky
came Pig upon hole lit with cheery sparks full and stinky
Looked Pig into the deepest of darks hole
blocked by a feathery face crying bottom up - “Stop! You need
a toll.”
“A toll for what?” Called Pig down in
doubt.
“A toll to see what down here is all
about.”
In that night so black and inky
Pig stood on the edge of that hole so temptingly stinky,
spied down that hole a scarlet shimmered
light,
tossed doubt away and thought he just
might
pay the toll and squiggle down and around
into that delectable stinky hole in the sweet green
ground.
Perched on precipice of sway – oiled, ready,
on his way.
Pig stopped. - One cloven hoof poised, not
yet lost
Retreated and asked “What is the cost?”
And in a night so inky and so now sweetly dark
Disappeared each single and collective spark
Leaving Pig to sigh and wipe cheeks wet
With relief for the deceptive demons gone
unmet
*for the child in all
I have no clue what you are talking about but I really like the sounds of the words you've weaved together. I especially like the words "inky night."
ReplyDeleteWill it help if there is a title change to "Betrayal?" I thought that the maelstrom of broken allegiance and the plea for restoration of self to a former order would speak for itself - but perhaps not... Thanks for visiting and I am delighted you enjoyed the words.
ReplyDeleteI also enjoyed the words & "maelstrom" is something to be avoided if you can. But if you can't, it's good to come through it in one piece!
ReplyDeleteThe inky night, the maelstrom, the angst - you have captured it well.
ReplyDeleteNice work, Pearl. A little bit of mystery and leaving things open to individual interpretation is not a bad thing. Your work often tugs at me in a way that is not entirely comfortable. I like work that pulls me in that way. It speaks to the writer's strength. Well done! Using the tin man was brilliant with these words.
ReplyDeleteHi Brenda ... Welcome home and as always thanks for the words tossed into the air that fall in all sorts of directions... Yes, I too find that the initial pull is often in an uncomfortable direction - I simply am not certain where these come from .. Delighted you enjoyed the Tin Man... which was a good deal more volitional ...
ReplyDeleteReally enjoy the way your words work together!
ReplyDeleteNot an easy one to follow, but some very good imagery and emotive quality. I too, really liked the Tin Man stanzas.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Oh no... These are 3 separate poems using the same Wordle words...
DeleteSorry, my bad. Your repeat, in each one, of the inky night seemed to call for a certain connection between them.
DeleteElizabeth
They weren't posted separately - (because they used the same Wordle words) my fault for not initially clarifying...apologies :)
DeleteNone needed.
DeleteElizabeth
Enjoyed the pig story, and reminded me of 'Alice in Wonderland' and lucky pig was saved from temptation!!
ReplyDeleteMaelstorm and Tin Man nice too!!
You are brilliant with three ideas for the same set of words!!
My knowledge of pigs is that they barge in and ignore the toll. He was lucky this time.
ReplyDeleteVery charmingly nonsensical. I love it. Thank you for sharing:)
ReplyDeleteMy favourite is the last one, followed by the first. Nice writing, Pearl.
ReplyDeleteThe child in me rejoices in "Pig and the Stinky Hole." What fun!
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I can see that last one as a children's book. Fun!
ReplyDeleteI also like that image, "wet whisper wafts." Nice work. I enjoyed reading all three.
Excellent poem, both structure and content.
ReplyDeleteBrilliance yet again. You plumb the depths.
ReplyDeleteWhimsical poems...cute and alien in same time to me...like challenges...thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteOh Stinky Pig, I love you! And also the Tin Man was a good one. Well done. Love them all.
ReplyDeleteA BRILLIANT trilogy of poems, Pearl. Your way with words is truly outstanding! Thank you for these.
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