Wild Warning
An Ekphrastic Sonnet
I suspect that you will not believe me
You will dismiss me as a silly fool
I do not understand why you can't see
What I watch breaking every, ancient rule
Supine was I, as you are now: cocooned
I saw only the old, familiar sky
Or the backs of my eyelids, all festooned
With flashing patterns that reason defy
But I was roused from my idle dreaming
By sweaty, nervous, dreadful sensations
To spot yonder a new darkness seeming
Strange and deep enough to eat nations
Drowse through my wild warning as you see fit
The cloud eats those who don't believe in it
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Comments (5)
Your choice of words it fascinating. I smiled just to see cocooned paired with festooned. ⚡💙⚡
At once charmingly mystical and deeply grounded and relevant- masterful, D.J.!
You took a strange image and made it surrealistically timely. Great job!
Oh wow, like I know the word drowsy but I never thought that it might have come from drowse! Supine was also a new word for me. Loved your poem!
"The cloud eats those who don't believe in it" - that is a great line. Deftly done. Dark days ahead, D.J. or if we sit up, maybe not.