A Delicate Delirium

He fell somewhere between 90 and 180
on an obtuse scale of the indigent
poverty had left him more than poor
his life an allegory of alleys
longing for the halcyon of hallways
an egregious attempt to mediate
a delicate delirium
to consecrate discarded bread
sup with the long tailed
sleep in the dread of awakening.


8/31/2019

Eight word challenge 9 Poetry Contest
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Hamilton Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 10:48 AM
You did well with the eight words, stringing some together in one sentence, so congrats on placing in my contest! You'll notice the top winners wrote more extensively, amplifying the meaning of each word. Just a thought for next time!
Lane Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 5:08 AM
Delicate is the mind that succumbs to delirium. This is well written, John. I hope you're well...it's been quite a while since I've been around to read you.
Lane Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 8:09 AM
That's the most natural way in which to write. Tallyho to be chased by such a muse! Nice to read you.
Lawless Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 8:01 AM
Hey, Lin, always nice to hear from you. I am well - the muse just took off with the words.
Chiri Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 1:06 AM
Congrats on your placement in the contest!;)
Lawless Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 8:00 AM
Thanks for stopping to read and comment Brenda, alway appreciated.
Makama Avatar
September 9, 2019 at 10:38 AM
Your lines expectedly weigh in tonnes and your consistency has made you a master of masters in this act. This is beyond compliments. Good work mate. An absolute beauty.
Lawless Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 7:58 AM
Thanks for the high praise...my pen is blushing....and the muse will be intolerably smug for a few days. Appreciate the visit Funom.
Wanter Avatar
September 1, 2019 at 10:55 AM
So discerning of the downtrodden. So sad ending and probably true.
Lawless Avatar
September 12, 2019 at 7:57 AM
And sadly a too often seen situation here in the City of Boston. amid such plenty.....so many still struggle. Appreciate the visit Sunlite
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