allegro: vermilion fields are history
he's been ill for some time
terminally ill from mysterious origins
sick of all the monsters in the closet
in close proximity of the macabre mansion
peacocks are flying over the hanging gardens
and books are covered with frozen blankets
adagio: ceremony on Monday
down the spectral oubliette
at the dawn of new dark age
he's pouring absinth
through green flames
it's better to be late
than when it rains
intermezzo: blue leaves falling
still there's a lady in the mirrors
still there's a lady in the lake
he's always searching
for the keys of the piano
for a moonlight
on the black and blue sky
rondo: heart of vine disease
chairs with paws came to life
ran away to stormy night
and walls crashed down without a sound
someone's singing in the front hall
someone's rapping at the back door
there is no one uninvited
no one left to die alone
About the Creator
Filip Čaja
Pen name: William Greco - writes surreal poetry and short stories that explore the uncanny and hidden sides of life. Mainly inspired by the great surrealists or weird fiction and magical realism authors.
Keep reading
More stories from Filip Čaja and writers in Poets and other communities.
Comments (1)
your poetry evokes surreal scenarios, I really like it!