Word Prompts: swamp, submerge, engulf, bury, deluge, flood, inundate
Poetic Form: Ballad
This has to be one of the harder new forms that I have tackled. I visit shadow poetry often and this one I have looked at repeatedly. Usually I just continue on. I am glad that Morgan made me try it. It has rhyme and meter and together HOO BOY!! But the topic was perfect. I have felt overwhelm and ready to pack it in, so I am more than confidant that I can managed this poem. I hope you enjoy it Dear Readers, also I hope it doesn't stress you out it is is too accurate.
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Whirlpool
Its like a whirling of the wind
spinning around your head
and at once masking all that veils,
a deluge to be bled.
A monster that resides within
starting to claw without
to distract you from the daily
twirling dance of the doubt.
Its like a whirling of the wind
spinning around your head
and at once masking all that veils,
a deluge to be bled.
Upon your feet you stand erect
while the mental demons
who have awoken with the storm
begin now to hasten.
Its like a whirling of the wind
spinning around your head
and at once masking all that veils,
a deluge to be bled.
Their dance engulfs you in a pit
where the flood levels rise
moments before you were alive
only to ask the whys.
Its like a whirling of the wind
spinning around your head
and at once masking all that veils,
a deluge to be bled.
You, in darkness when the storm falls
feeling sometimes swamped and
at a loss for a breath
that you have swallowed sand.
Its like a whirling of the wind
spinning around your head
and at once masking all that veils,
a deluge to be bled.
Afterward, there is nothing left
just alone and afraid
as the dancing storm is finished
and all you feel is frayed.
