THE GRAVEYARD SHIFT
vigilant, I’ll wait in the darkness
darkness endangering my trust
trust that’s too easily cut
cutting hope from my life
life’s hazards are real
real, unto death,
death to grave
graveyard
pleas
2012-07-25
P. Wanken
Several prompts were woven into this one poem:
- Three Word Wednesday: cut, endanger, hazard
- 100 Days of Summer (one of the themes for week of July 22-28) Day 21: graveyard shift
- Poetic Asides: to write a “plea” poem
- Poetic Asides: Nonet Form Challenge
echoes from the silence 
Maybe the things ‘you’ are not on the look out for are the things that threaten you.. a strong candle might chip into that darkness..jae
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Yes…”I” the poet know to look for the Light. The speaker in the poem? Maybe not so much…
Thanks for stopping by!
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An urgent plea well conveyed… glad it’s not you!
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Thanks, Laurie! ❤
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Enjoyed your cascading format, and the quick progression from darkness to death….
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Thanks, 4joy — that’s the Nonet form. Starts with nine syllables, goes down to one. I appreciate your feedback. 🙂
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I like the loop poetry form feel of this. It flows nicely. I also like (though I realize it is due to the form) the way the poem feels like it is disappearing–fading into nothing–like death.
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Thanks, rmp! I wrote a couple Loop Poetry pieces recently and that definitely came into play…amongst all the other prompts/elements I was working with for this one.
I appreciate your feedback!!
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Quite a pitiful state to be in for a plea for the graveyard. However the cascading poem is enchanting.
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Hi Robin –
Glad you liked the form! 🙂 And…thanks for stopping by.
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I love the way the poem gets smaller as you go. I’m always enthralled by cemeterys.
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Thanks for your feedback!
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