Welcome, One Stop One Shot Wednesday visitors. This week I'm sharing a poem I, er, LC posted on Sunday. I will let it speak for itself.
Chiccoreal is driving the Poetry Bus this week! I have chosen prompt #2:
Write a poem about the first song that POPS INTO YOUR HEAD IN THE MORNING. It could be your favourite song, or your least favourite song, or a song that keeps replaying over and over again in the breadbox. This is called an all-day EARWORM and you need to find a good dewormer. It is music in the making and over ripe for writing a poem about.
Lemuel insisted on writing this one, and he has given you a sonnet:
By Lemuel Crouse
On salty sands where once we played in light,
Slick shadows crawl, as I, now still for good,
Lie mired 'neath the spewing, endless night.
Gulfsong: “Forgive…forget…not sure I could.”
For good…a ghost-laugh leaps from withered throat
At such a backward phrase, for evil wrecked
With zeal my birthing beach, then paused to gloat,
Some years before his well unleashed the dreck.
The dreck, this crude effusion cov’ring all
That once was home to life and hope and bliss,
Now clings and lingers deep inside my walls,
Consuming, burning with its lethal kiss.
The ghost-heart silent ‘neath my carapace
Will ever be “not ready to make nice!”
(Image courtesy of AP; for the relevant Dixie Chicks video, click here)