I admit that I sometimes dabble in writing poems. By and large, I only write them when an idea for one pops into my mind of its own accord; doing anything else tends to just feel forced. That notwithstanding I decided to see what would happen if I drew two tarot cards and tried using them directly as a prompt for a short poem. Here be the result...
victory in truce
a victory it is, of sorts -
not quite bartered away
or sold, that very last bit of your soul.
it lies here, between us - your dreams,
your words, your thoughts
only half-buried, tamped down
and heavily glossed.
it scratches at the back of your throat
as you stand in front of the waiting crowd,
smile, accept their applause.
3 comments:
Moving - I'd say that was a success :)
thanks :]
Wonderful! It brings to mind the flip side of a Pyrrhic victory - you didn't fight yet you lost something quite important anyway. You are quite the poet; I hope you'll share more if you are inspired again. :)
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