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Race

marsh at night

Alcohol and ink painting by Joy Dorr

Laura is the host of dVerse today. Laura says:

BELL-VOICED      CRADLE-PETALS       DARK-VOWELLED      DUST-TONGUED
FIRE-DWARFED   GRAVE-GROPING      HARE-HEELED           HEAVEN-CIRCLING
LARK-HIGH         MAP-BACKED           MOON-BLOWN          MUFFLE-TOED

OWL-LIGHT         RINGED-SEA            SCYTHE-EYED           SHE-BIRD
TEAR-CULLED      TIDE-LOOPED           WATER-SPOKEN       WHALE-WEED

For this Tuesday Poetics I’m asking you to write a poem using at least FOUR of the hyphenated compound words from the above list.  Employ as little or as much of Thomas’ other methodologies too as but most of all, let’s love the words!

Hare-heeled and harried
under the vault of owl-light
I ran, adrenalin-pumped,
braced against the price
of Hade’s heaven-circling
intent. Skirting tide-looped
sinkholes I ran for dry land
as the whale-weed’s
long fingers grasped at my
splashing footsteps.

There! A lantern light!
And a call through the gloom
as I hurled into
scythe-eyed oblivion.

35 thoughts on “Race

  1. Bjorn, hadn’t thought of it that way, but yes, it certainly has a dream-like (nightmare) quality to it, especially the end. Happy it was only a dream 😉

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  2. Better it be a nightmare versus a vision of the future, right? You gave us a lot of dark gusto with this one; DT would have been proud.

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