Friday, October 20, 2017

Octpowrimo, 13th and 14th

19th Oct 2017

The prompt for the 13th Oct :

Art In The Wayward Mind 

This wayward mind wanders
off course
an interminable inventor of wild
imaginings
remodeling, reshaping a woeful
reality
tortured until it turns again to
truth
and finds the narrow
path
and
follows

And for the 14th Oct:

Movement And Words

He gently rubs  the damp cloth over 
his trainers 
revealing a white area on the 
old canvas
one by one he slowly unravels the two
 blue laces.
Dreamily he watches a fly walk nearby on 
 grey tiles
And thinks, you have no idea how lucky 
you are 
Out on the downs he runs, runs, slowly
at first
Then, words fight inside his head, explode 
back , forth
He speeds up , they get louder, his breath
gives out 
He stops,
Falls to the floor,
Sobs softly

Image result for images of blue laces



.











1 comment :

  1. I could totally relate to your day 14 poem. The story flows well, builds up, until it can go no further, just like the man...

    ReplyDelete

Please feel free to comment with advice and critique.