A poem in blank verse
The vociferous clamoring follows me, as I descend into the tunnels, fading slightly as I slosh through the wet, gurgling flow of words. Cringing, I recall the mob's chanting: "Charlatan! Imposter!" Pipes clink and quiver, releasing tonal rhythms of steam around me, drowning out the distant blabber. Here, deep within me, dissonance dissolves into honeyed hums; Aurus' sonorous mumbling reaches me. Splashing about at the rippling source is the imp, babbling in the vibrant waters, rainbowed by his endless, rambling verses. "They've discovered you, Aurus! They've figured..." Gleefully, Thesaurus cackles: "At last!"
d’Verse poetics prompt
The Poet’s Store House
At d’Verse, poets were encouraged to do one of two things:
- Write a SOUND POEM which includes AT LEAST ONE from EACH of the FIVE HEARING CATEGORY SELECTIONS below: (reference the hearing words you chose in your post).
- bellow; clink; drone; jingle; quiver;
- clamor; dissonant; rip-roaring; tempestuous; vociferous;
- dulcet: honeyed; poetic; sonorous; tonal;
- blabber; cackle; dribble; gurgle; seethe;
- beseech; chant; drawl; embellish; intone
- Simply write about the Thesaurus – what it means to you; describe it, have fun with it. Let the synonyms flow, or antagonize with antonyms.
I did both.
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81 thoughts on “Blessing, or: Curse”
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💜💗 Lauren 💗💜
oh good loved this!
💓🤎 Kunjal 🤎💓
Awesome write, David. “ dissonance dissolves into honeyed hums;
Aurus’ sonorous mumbling reaches me.” Fantastic. ❤️❤️
💜💗 Jeff 💗💜
Well done creating an underground feel with mostly sounds. It’s dangerous, exciting, and covert, like those peaks in the thesaurus can be. Such fun, David. I love this one.
💙💕 KK 💕💙
Like Dolly mentioned, I was reminded of Stephen King as well, when the kids descended into the sewers in The Barrens in IT. You did a good job of conveying the clamor in this particular piece. Despite my bad ears, I could hear everything you described! 🙂
💚💟 Mike 💟💚
💛💖 Muri 💖💛
This is cool David, I really enjoyed it! 👍🏼🙂
🧡💝 Rob 💝🧡
Good job, sir. I think you nailed the whole list; ambitious, effective. Your poetics never disappoint.
🤍💞 Glenn 💞🤍
I felt I was in a Stephen King book, until your Thesaurus cackled. Very clever, David!
😻 Dolly 😻
😻 (Hey, that’s my trademark emoji!)
I know! I used it for you 😹
I didn’t think of that – but yes until the need for similtude arose it might well have been Stephen King.
I suppose two teenage sons got me immersed in Stephen King years ago, so I see him everywhere.
Mine were never interested. They are 48 now
Sorry I live it. However the first thing I thought of was that you are in a Sewer. It was the sloshing Freud lurks. And Jung beckons and George Kelly will take you smell and all.
😈 Andrew 😈
✡like in not live it – sorry about the analogy✡
You did this challenge proud David! Lots of sounds from below the ground. I especially like how you worked Thesaurus in at the end!! 🌹🌟
😍 Karima 😍