Gatorland

Gold cherry

By Jane Hyphen

Fri, 09 Oct 2020
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8 comments
 

 

Under the days 

A subplot festers.

Unstable

Vast wetlands 

Of drowned thoughts,

Among shreds of desire

That sway like reeds 

Masking clarity.

 

Something’s down there

Creaking the foundations.

Ride with me

To the swamp.

I will not

Drag you under,

Or let mandrakes

Suck your blood.

 

We can go after dark.

Gliding among

Still yellow eyes,

Calm as carrion,

Disturbing the silt

As they threshed.

We saw underneath

And you said,

‘Your thoughts are not you.’

 

 

Certificate U
Poem

Comments

Submitted by celticman on

haunting 

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Thanks for the comment and thank yooooo for the cherries.

 

Submitted by onemorething on

I love how you've balanced darkness with a sense of kindness and hope. It's Pick of the Day. Do feel free to change the image if you're not happy with it. 

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Thank you for pick of the day and your comment. There is still hope in a swamp of gators.

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

beautiful and haunting (perfect choice of word from celticman there) - this is one I will come back to. Great choice for golden cherries!

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Thanks Insertsmiley

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

wonderful! agree,  will read lots of times. Menace and grace. Quick rhythm made me think of small ripples with a huge subject underneath

love calm of carrion, will make me smile next time see a keep calm and carry on logo :0)

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Carrion calming! smileyThank you Di_Hard, 'read lots of times', that is a lovely compliment.