Pablo Picasso--"Tête de Femme" / "Portrait de Jacqueline de face. II"it’s hard not to dizzy myself here
in the emporium of bad ideas
or flinch as they reverberate
off the rusty pipes
and pepper me with their fierce
insistings and twistings
youknowyou
wannayouknow
yougottajust
onemorenownobody
willknowyoucan
handleityouknow
youcan
they start as a whisper and end
as a squall then crow when my
ear finds them inevitable
only then do they soften
and wind themselves around
like saffron tendrils on my crown
in the emporium of bad ideas
or flinch as they reverberate
off the rusty pipes
and pepper me with their fierce
insistings and twistings
youknowyou
wannayouknow
yougottajust
onemorenownobody
willknowyoucan
handleityouknow
youcan
they start as a whisper and end
as a squall then crow when my
ear finds them inevitable
only then do they soften
and wind themselves around
like saffron tendrils on my crown
Today's NaPoWriMo prompt from readwritepoem gave us a wordle to work with. I think I worked in all of the words, if you count the title, too.
Good poem, well structured and the crow and saffron images I enjoyed.
ReplyDelete"The Emporium of Bad Ideas." What a wonderful title for...something. I can just see it!
ReplyDeleteBut this is a wonderful poem, for who does not know that feeling that starts as a whisper and ends as a squall.
Thanks, Erin!
This is intriguing, Erin, and has some beautiful lines. I particularly like the final stanza.
ReplyDeleteWonderful lines. I was totally engrossed!
ReplyDeleteflinching fiercely
Thank you everyone. Usually with a wordle prompt I worry that the prompt words seem forced. I'm glad you think this works.
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