NaPoWriMo #11 – all hands on deck

George and Gracie tweet
Where they’re finding tasty grub
Live posts from my yard

Mack’s disappointed
He is feeling lazy but
His buffet is guarded

Ray swoops through the trees
Crying out: warning or joy?
He never explains

Lucas watches all
From his lofty perch, wond’ring
When’s his turn to fly

George and Gracie are cardinals. Mack is a downy woodpecker who tries to balance on the almost-as-big-as-he-is birdfeeder. Ray is one of the four ravens who moved in last summer; I can’t tell the four of them apart yet. Poor Lucas is my dog. He loves to chase the birds. I think they tease him on purpose.

NaPoWriMo #7 – lost no more

Keeper of Secrets
Loosen tongue and divulge or
Seal your lips in shame

What lies crumbled to
Dust beneath my feet mimics
Your integrity

Identify truth
The calmness of her surface
Depth of her water

Predictions aside
Your false prophet is revealed
Crossing open seas

Cast out the dark troll
From your composite grouping
Let Harmony win

NaPoWriMi #6 – purgatory

Her ice cold eyes watch warily
Ignore her at your peril
She’s not here voluntarily
The padded room is sterile.

Restraints, they hold securely
The demon may run wild.
Her parents named her poorly
No beloved god’s own child

Cautiously, she smiles at you.
Confusion fills her face.
“S’cuse me please, I need a clue.
Tell me. What is this place?”

“Well, you’re here for your own good.”
Safe response, not unfair.
“But friend, you misunderstood.
“I asked not why, but where.”

You can not ease the torments
Of madness or delusion.
“I am still sane” she represents
“Someone brooks confusion.

“It’s a mistake, I do repeat,
In here I won’t remain.
Unhook these, but be discrete.
Make it legerdemain.”

Watch out! Beware! Trickery,
The demon-cursed exploit
You are not an equerry
To perform a task adroit.

“I’m sorry, Miss, I am indeed,
But you must stay right here.”
She hisses then, and sprays a bead
Of spittle at your ear.

“A pox on ye, kin and kith,”
She cries, her voice much changed.
Focus now, finish forthwith
Your job; ignore deranged.

“I am Lilith, in the flesh
A lady nightmare reigns!
I destroyed Great Gilgamesh
And devoured his remains!”

Try not to see the hideous
Contortions of her face
Sickness is insidious,
To push such falls from grace.

Lock the door and walk from here
Join those who came before,
Don’t look back, don’t interfere,
You can not be her savior.