NaPoWriMo #22: Wordles that Curdle

April 22, 2010

Rust reverberates
In the medal of my mind.
Tendril memories curl around
The ancient coils of my childhood,
Like a vintage vine
creeping through the crevices.
A squall of crows fly like new ideas,
But disappear in my A.D.D emporium.
I am alone in the echo chamber of smoke and mirrors.
I live for moments of pepper and saffron;
Pepper keeps me grounded
While Saffron sends me to India.
But the dizzy Reverberating rust
Keeps meddling in my mind.

  1. lucychili Said,

    I especially like
    I live for moments of pepper and saffron
    and your crow ideas

  2. Stan Ski Said,

    One of many good examples so far today.

  3. Marianne Said,

    Fun response to the prompt!

  4. vivienne blake Said,

    Bravo!

  5. Derrick Said,

    A sad but accurate summary for some.

  6. Robin Said,

    This is written quite beautifully. Love your part about the saffron and the pepper.

  7. admin Said,

    Thanks, luckychili. This was a fun poem to construct. Thanks for dropping by. Glad you enjoyed it.

    Best,

    Mark

  8. admin Said,

    Thanks, Stan. These prompts have been fun and challenging.

    ~Mark

  9. admin Said,

    Thanks, Marianne for the prompt response ;-) .

    ~Mark

  10. admin Said,

    Thanks, Vivienne. It’s nice making a new friend in National Poetry Month.

    ~Mark

  11. admin Said,

    Need to get some rust remover ;-) .

    Thanks, Derrick!

    ~Mark

  12. admin Said,

    Thanks, Robin. Two of my favorite ingredients.

    Happy Thursday!

    ~Mark

  13. pamela Said,

    Mark,

    This is fantastic. Love this “I live for moments of pepper and saffron;
    Pepper keeps me grounded”

    Pamela

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