Those trifecta edges
impressed upon
her supple skin
self inflicted abrasion
as she clamours for escape
those thudded steps
of one once loved
but fear has now replaced
His shadow loom
his growling boom
bring tears that crown
her face
The corners point
her prison bars
that offer no escape
Categories:
thudded, poetry,
Form: Free verse
I probed her pretense.
Joyfully.
Her face is attractive.
Her passion shines through.
Her elegance and jubilation appeal.
Her eyes, purity, delight.
I need precise fiction.
My poetry will love her.
She thudded.
How should I describe her?
Her face.
O light-hearted,
see your devotion
in the mirror.
Categories:
thudded, 12th grade, absence, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
A dark cloud dashed in and shrouded the dozing moon;
A gusty wind thudded the door closed; clock struck noon;
A jackal howled from the thicket, behind my room;
And flapped in a gross looking bat right from the doom.
“Hail!” screamed a spider from a web above my bed;
A cockroach splattered his wings right below my head;
The bat licks his lips, popped out his blazing eyes,
"Clicked" and thundered me never, ever to tell lies.
*A 5th Place* in the following contest (judged on Nov. 5, 2020)
Oct. 30, 2020:
8 Lines of Spooky Rhyme Poetry Contest
Contest Sponsor: Tania Kitcin
Categories:
thudded, fear, night,
Form: Rhyme
His ribcage rushed to fill a new birthed space.
The night had been a barrel of dark dreams,
yet despite this other demanding cosmos of himself,
the daylight brought hope.
Riding unhindered by personal perspective
he relaxed as the bus took him
to a world where lovers
wrote themselves into a fantasy
that bloomed into existence once imagined.
Marveling as one silent, yet singing page
turned another, marveling at the land
that flowered with the voices of a redrawn past,
(for all days now were turning perfectly). Almost…
for he now noticed a blot, a small imperfect blot
in the far corner of a blue sky.
At that instant all the riders,
all the watchers, and all the watched
noticed the blemish.
The bus screeched to a halt.
People hurried to get off the vehicle
as if terrified of staying,
and yet terrified of leaving.
His heart thudded deeply.
His ribcage began to shrink
as he found himself rolling
over and over again inside the ribcage
of a dreaming whale.
Categories:
thudded, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Without a break they launched into their next song, one that sang about war in the sky and described old flying machines that didn’t exist anymore. Angie waved her hands around like a devil and on long song notes held out her hands
and closed her eyes, dreaming of what her song described. Nodding her head in rhythm to Ronnie’s thundering bass guitar, she kept her eyes shut as the song thudded through a long instrumental bit until her chorus kicked in. She went
crazy, dancing over the stage and Sunny let rip in a wicked guitar solo that had the audience dancing and moving around like fish out of water. On and on the music went.
Categories:
thudded, fun, gothic, music,
Form: Verse
'What is special in this world?
I'm tired of it!'
I often say within
'Beautiful and full of merriment'
I never realized.
I got a phone call from a friend
to meet
at club, zealous
to have the zest of the day
I dashed in as object
being controlling by air, to change my cloth
Heaven sent, the heavens opened
I sat upon a settee, waiting for the rain to stop
Sea rise a mountain, flood waters ubiquitous
Floor is swallowing houses
it has heist many properties
Like-wise peoples have wounded,
Stream dripped down my cheek
A traumatic experience this is!,
My heart thudded, nearly separated from chest
I screamed loudly
'Ha! It is a dream,' I was on the settee
Waiting for rain to cut off
Ho! Life without praising the lord is an empty life
Categories:
thudded, addiction, allegory, anxiety,
Form: Ode
She stared at me with disbelief and wonder; I could feel her sanity slipping away with each breath she took as her heart thudded within her chest her eyes watered, her legs shook below the table and her fingers wrapped around her pencil as she fumbled with the eraser. She licked her lips and swallowed trying to relax, I could even see her counting to ten inside her head as her heart slowed, nothing could have prepared her for what had just happened. It was as if she was in a completely different world the moment she opened her eyes, I watched her as she cried into her bruised arms, she couldn’t do it anymore the pain had to stop, she parted her hair to the side and above her swollen eye lids was a cut from the left side of her forehead to her jaw line. She smiled at me knowing it was finally going to be over, no longer would she be a battered woman. She would finally be the one that got away, a chance, in that moment you could have told her nothing that would make her world shatter, except the one thing none of us knew at the time. She was pregnant, and it was his.
Categories:
thudded, world, heart, heart, me,
Form: Blank verse
The sky, clear with a brilliant full moon
And a wind sprang up from nowhere,
pouncing on and howling about the house,
as she lay in bed, and stared at the square space
of the window, waiting for what was taking place.
She knew if she got out of bed and hastened a quick peek,
he might somehow know, and that might cause him to leave.
Over the sound of the wind, she heard footsteps
on the rooftop, of tiny little feet!
He was coming, he was coming!
She stared and her heart thudded!
And she lay still for a moment.
Then suddenly sat up and hollered "He's here! He's here!"
Her husband groaned.."Huh...wha? Who's here?"
But it was suddenly daylight now, it was morning
and she was awake,
and the image stayed for just a moment
and then it was gone,
and she remembered
she was all grown up!
Darn
Categories:
thudded, confusion, holiday
Form: Free verse
Three o’clock in the afternoon:
the sun should have been
scorching the asphalts
and the shingles on roofs, but
spurts of red electric spark
ran across the sky. Blackness
smothered any hint of light.
Molten earth spewed out
from the gates of hell. The ground
rumbled and shook.
Ash engulfed the rice fields.
Those who were caught
and trapped in its path
were mummified like those at Pompeii. Rocks,
mud rained from heaven,
thudded against concrete walls. Palm and coconut
trees were unearthed from their roots
as if a gardener was yanking out weeds.
Villagers ran blindly to a nearby church
while their skins roasted and peeled
from their muscles and bones. The ones,
who were able to reach
the Cross, suffocated—their lungs
seared from sulfuric acid.
An avalanche of dirt buried them
six feet deep.
I was on the opposite
side of the island. The wind
howled as it blew East.
Categories:
thudded, natural disasters,
Form: Free verse