Fate’s Welcome
Luna’s limelight lures, her mute scream’s casting call,
a promise, a pact wakes me within a dream, to fall
under sickly green Halloween spell, her price to tell.
She says my drowsing pleas to travel Cronos’ Well,
to past, where innocents have lost souls to darkveil;
to lift its curse with might, restore their sacred braille,
have been heard. She lays out terms without words.
Birds chatter me awake, morning’s sun, warm skin.
Eyelash flutters open to nothing, shadowed, grim.
Promises made under her limelight’s lure descend.
Fingers fly to puckered flesh, embossed forehead
of my Third Eye. Tenderly I press each small tick,
knowing soon in Cronos’ Well I will learn tricks to
save each innocent, my blindness but small price.
Sanaa is today’s host of dVerse’ Poetics Tuesday. Sanaa says:
Today, we are going to have fun and write deliciously spooky poems inspired by a playlist of songs. Choose ONE song of your liking from the playlist and write a poem. Let the music determine the mood, imagery, setting, and voice. The poem doesn’t have to retell the songs; instead, use each one as a doorway into a different Halloween world.
I chose:
“The Killing Moon” — Echo & the Bunnymen
Prompt: The moon becomes an omen. Write about a night when fate seems to be waiting for someone to make one irreversible choice.
I love this :D Such a cinematic feeling to this poem, Lisa! This part stood out to me; “She says my drowsing pleas to travel Cronos’ Well, to past, where innocents have lost souls to darkveil.”
Thank you so much for writing to the prompt ❤️❤️
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Thanks, Sanaa, and you are welcome.
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Bravo
Much love
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Thanks, Gillena <3
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There is so much here, the careful play with senses, their sacred braille, and her, laying out her terms…without words. Quite stunning, and stylistically the semantics carry a power of their own. So nicely done.
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Ain, love your feedback. Thanks so much. Good to see you.
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Spooky. The tension you create is just right for the subject. (K)
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Thanks, K!
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The sensory play with ‘sacred braille’ and the tension leading down into Cronos’ Well are absolute masterclasses in mood. Channeling that classic song into such a richly detailed narrative creates the ultimate Halloween atmosphere.
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OM, thank you very much for yet another thoughtful comment :)
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☺️
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Cleverly written – a real classic – Jae
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:) thanks!
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This is a deep and layered write Lisa – the Third Eye traded for sight that the innocents can’t give themselves is a quietly brutal piece of logic! Great writing 👏
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<3 Thank you for sharing your insights on it, Shaun.
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Love how you did this… it works so well with the senses being elevated by darkness… also how it dissipates as a memory by the lights coming in.
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<3 I love what you see in this, Bjorn.
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The use of alliteration and rhyme is very effective in this enticing poem, Lisa. I love the ‘mute scream’s casting call’, a powerful sound in the first stanza, and the contrast of the birds chattering in the second stanza.
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Kim, thank you so much for your feedback <3
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Great song choice Lisa – your transition from the dreamscape into the cold, harsh light of morning is so smooth it leaves a lingering sense of foreboding – great writing 🙌
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Ange, thank you so much for sharing your impressions of it.
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Nicely done, Lisa!
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Thank you, Dwight!
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You are welcome!
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I love your being drawn into a dream within a dream by Luna’s casting call.
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Thanks much, Judy. This one was led by the muse.
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This could be a prologue to a fantasy tale. Well done, Li!
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Merril, thanks much.
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You’re welcome, Li!
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Love the tension you created. By the time I read the closing lines, I had goosebumps. ❤️
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Punam, thank you very much. I almost felt that third eye on my forehead as I wrote the story.
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You are very welcome, Li. I could feel that too.
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