Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Real Toads: Fireblossom's listed challenge

Over at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Fireblossom and her friend (who shall remain nameless) have presented us with a list of words, from which we can choose all or any to use in a poem.

I chose to choose many, but not all, linking them seemingly randomly but with an underlying sense of meaningless chaos.

this killer addiction.
it has my nerves fraying
there are no new passages
in my diary now
the pages are unspooling.
Artwork borrowed
from Rob Davies
bitter opposites
fake innocence
but they are all deceitful
yes, they lie.
oddly silvery
bitterly blinking


Sherry Blue Sky said...

WOW! Fantastic, Kay!!!!!!!!! Really well done!

Kay L. Davies said...
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Helen said...

Nice job ... I can feel your frayed nerves!!!

Kerry O'Connor said...

You give just enough info to pique the interest and enough feeling to make it all seem very real.

Mary said...

Strong poetry here...but the words give me shivers!

Heaven said...

Sometimes I feel like this, specially at the end of a long work day ~

Mama Zen said...

What a cool piece! Excellent job with the list, Kay.

Ella said...

I love it Kay! The endless rant outlines the madness ;D

Marian said...

argh, this makes me a little queasy. very effective!

Kim Nelson said...

Dear Kay,

This comes from a place of knowing, or at least seems to. I spent many years working with groups of addicts and their families. This is, poetically, what I heard over and over again.

Happy New Year!


Hannah said...

Wow. This is sharp, Kay. What I like is that the addict can't even tell the truth to his/her diary...says much about what he/she can do in real life...well done. :)

Herotomost said...

But the old diary passages are Hot!!!! Oh, weren't supposed to know I read Great job Kay you took those words and molded them into a little piece of magic.

Susie Clevenger said...

An addict even lies to himself in your take on the list.

hedgewitch said...

Very nice, Kay--you pared the words down to a very clean, knife-like series of images. I especially like the endlessly blinking end.

Anonymous said...

man, that "killer addiction" sounds like smoking to me ~ the hardest habit to break!

LOVE your poem!

may the new year bring you much happiness, love and laughter.