Static Radio

Wallow in blue wails, weighting
down a spongy heart. Love
dwindles in a small silent corner,
forever rusted in knots.

Silver-leafed tree starves
in gentle breeze of Spring,
eaten by squat, six-legged insects,
under the auspices of a careless sky.

But, when the wind roars with laughter,
like the maniacal screams
of kids on carnival rides,
the truth is aired. Yes,

the party is at an end; static radio.
All the black cat magic pictures
have been drawn. Not a lick
of life will survive.

Written for Wordle

Use any or all of the following words:

leg, squat, insect, starving, truth, heart, air, radio, laugh, yes, but, when, licking, spongy, cat, gentle, wallow, weight, wind, blue, tree, draw, picture,
silver, knot, corner, life, small, kids, spring, silent, rides, rust, sky, party, magic, wails, forever

I used all 38.

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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4 Responses to Static Radio

  1. Misky says:

    Wow! Nice writing! The ending caught my breath.


  2. julespaige says:

    I like this very much. Hubby used to sort of work in ‘radio’ a long time ago. And for a short time my parents let me keep a black cat I saved from some mean boys at the park. I think though life will survive…maybe not as we might consider normal. But then we create our own ‘normal’.
    Be well. Hugs, Jules


  3. rosross says:

    Great work. The words sing.


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