David Kavanagh Poet Free verse

To the Untrained Eye

Pearlescent the corneal reflection, on a blind mans eyes 
orbs of obscurity, belie a defunct projection of screens 
for Eventide is ever present, nuanced beside a braille directory
his mind’s focused on Feral senses, gut instincts, acuity 
knowledge of darkness, has built its own safe haven
Plumb lines are useless, if life’s following a ball of string

the Thrum of a moths wings, leads him to the window 
fingertips sense the drapes, yet another Crimped reality 
fly away little creature, go find your own darkness 
you don’t want to be trapped in here with me
with a bittersweet Tang of sadness, the moth is released 
Howling into the distance, on a gentle summers breeze

Eight word Bardenesque challenge Poetry Contest
PEARLESCENT 2. HOWLING 3. THRUM 4. TANG 5. EVENTIDE 6. PLUMB 7. CRIMPED 8. FERAL
Sponsored by John Hamilton    22/03/2021

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L Milton Hankins March 22, 2021 at 9:32 AM David, I found it very interesting the way you weaved these unrelated words into your poem. Good job. I wish you the best of luck in the contest. Nice work. David Kavanagh March 22, 2021 at 9:43 AM Thanks Milton, they indeed are a disparate bunch of unrelated words, took a bit of figuring out, I’m just glad to have made some poetic, if not pedantic sense, cheers David