The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
What’s Hidden
by Amy Zoellers
When sky gloats
a storm such as this
where cloud reveals
swarms of them
(the jellyfish of the sky)
that species of vampire
scourge, inescapable —
we caress our doom,
our fate of splintering,
poisoned
burning immortality.
Ravenous bells—
We waft, eternal,
heavenward
tentacled
along the sky paths
swimming in sunsets,
and with arms astonishing
gather our prey
from their beds.
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Fiction © Copyright Amy Zoellers
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com.
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Sweet! A freshly written poem about a subject that’s been done to unoriginal bits (almost)!
A terrific poem.
Fabulous imagery here – the idea of the gloating sky is just tremendous