Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Category: Whispered Words

  • Poetry Challenge #45 – Rondelet – Whispered Words

    Poetry Challenge #45 – Rondelet – Whispered Words

    Okay, another week, and something new, again. I’m not sure if I got this one or not, but, I’ve had a good smash at it. Summer Storm was the theme, and the poem form is a rondelet, and the image is, below.

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    photo ©Fir0002

     

    I close my eyes,

    As the clouds move slowly in,

    I close my eyes,

    For I cannot watch her as she cries,

    Her tears begin to soak into my skin,

    Slowly washing away the remains of my sin,

    I close my eyes.

     

    Head over here to join in on the challenge, and view other participants works.

     

    What was I thinking here with this?

    Does it meet the challenge?

    These are questions, that we all want answer to, maybe this, quick short below will help.

     

    I fall to my knees, into the dirt,

    her blood, still over my hands,

    I hear the clap of thunder,

    how strange it would happen now,

    after I all that came before,

    I look up into the oncoming storm,

    and open my arms out wide,

    closing my eyes and embracing the cleansing of the storm.

  • Poetry Challenge #44 – Ghazal – Whispered Words

    Poetry Challenge #44 – Ghazal – Whispered Words

    I’ve been playing with the idea for weeks, I’m not a poet, but I wanted to try and see if I could at least pull off a half, maybe not decent, but a half okay, sort of all right, you know, passable poem. Sadly, it seems, I picked a bad week to try my hand at Jane Dougherty’s poetry challenge, but I’ve made up my mind to give it a crack anyway. So, enjoy, it was fun.

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    As the sun’s rays break through the dark morning sky,

    I let my mind wander, I let my heart fly.

    I rise up though the trees, up through the clouds,

    My mind is a condor, I let my heart fly.

    I rush towards her beauty, I feel her soft light,

    I let my mind ponder, I let my heart fly.

    Through day and though night and through sunset I fight,

    Surviving just to feel her, I let my heart fly.

    I’m griped by her power, I’m lost in her love,

    Her love I don’t squander, I let my heart fly.

    Dawn was a theme, and a Ghazal is a love poem, so I think, this worked. Head over here to join in on the challenge.