Sunday Wordle #62: scrap, ample, jasmine, window, montage, whistle, trapped, domain, sunset, flawed, demons. granite

Daytime Curtains

There was that day,
scent of jasmine buoyed
by a breeze hours before
sunset, slipped through
a window, engulfing
her in perfume, ample
enough to scrap the trapped
slivers of a demonic montage
playing in her head, whistling
flawed music that shrieked,
cracking brain as veins of granite.
By black night skies, sweetness
scattered, and in the bedeviled
domain of her head, madness
resumed, inhabiting the habitat
as company settling on plush
cushions for a long stay. 

 

 

Shared on http://Sunday Whirl.wordpress.com/62

 

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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6 Responses to Sunday Wordle #62: scrap, ample, jasmine, window, montage, whistle, trapped, domain, sunset, flawed, demons. granite

  1. Misky says:

    Very dark and very atmospheric. Nicely done.

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  2. Lovely alliterations Sara, nice to read aloud. Really enjoyed it.

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  4. JulesPaige says:

    All those pretty little voices just love talking to each other…I thought of ‘Sybil’ – I read that thick book in less than a week, then when the made for TV movie came out – I watched it. The human mind creatively complex and compellingly chilling.
    Thanks for your visit to ‘Crust’ you might also like the continuing story of my latest story verse here: http://julesgemsandstuff.blogspot.com/2012/06/sw-62-rm-mm-3-just-peachy.html

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