Something set me off. Don't remember what it was but as soon as I saw enough, this jumped out, wrote itself and went straight back into hiding. So there. :)
Enough.
it's not what it is
it's not all good
it's broken things blowing
and the tap tap tapping
of a thousand nightjarspecking life to death
a house of cards
the easiest target
of a wraparound wind
rent by greed and fear
it's like being pecked to death
by a thousand rabid birds
Altered Fractal.
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Susan this is powerful, I love it.
The last is wonderful.
Pamela
Sometimes these poems that come quick are especially powerful. And, oh, yes that last line...a killer.
whoa!
guess I know what you think of this word.
a really good poem, Sue
Sue, this one does have the power of those that just fly fiercely in. It catches the agony of some moments magnificently. I especially like the house of cards as target rent fragile tent imagery - though it chills me and rings familiar.
Some fine images towards a picture of something concealed slipping momentarily out of cover.
Susan, this is a wonderful poem filled with images that play with my mind!
The powerful denials at the beginning lead into rich concrete lines that fully bear out the opening.
Wow! The last image is both visual and tactile.
Powerful poetry...
I like it so much :)
Wonderful imagination...
What vivid and powerful imagery! It is funny how some poems just write themselves, like we channel them, and others come out agonizingly slowly, line by line.
Enjoyed 3rd stanza in particular.
Wow,Sue, Love it. Isn't it fun when something jumps out and writes itself - that is my favorite - it makes you feel so 'open' or something. Hope all is well, K
Enough already. Well said.
"thousand nightjars" is stunning. Startling. Just right paired with the energy.
I have no words to say...
astral music
Wow. Great take on the prompt. This poem has impact!!!
This is incredible, chilling. Effective use of the sense of hearing adds a lot to it.
Victoria (liv2write2day)
the pecking is the perfect image for the question of "enough."
nice to see you as always!
You have some wonderful phrasing in this poem, particularly
pecking life to death
wraparound wind
Beautifully written. I LOVE the last two lines!
sometimes enough is enough. powerful writing.
your winter poem below is nice too. have a great day.
Wow, what a powerful, dark piece..I love it!
Wow. All this was in your soul. Nice that it came out. Powerful write.
what is true so often takes little time to reveal itself... amazing how you seized on enough, nicely done.
Loved the poem. It distilled down to the essence, I think.
*shudder*
Can't say that I understand it fully, but I get it until the sixth line. Still, I am open to keep trying to understand.
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