Death on the high seas
Dastardly –that’s me. Buccaneerfrom my headto peg legCutlass poised, victim green withfear of what will comeTime balancedon a honed knife edgedescendinglike rain toa basin. Your end is nighbroccoli, hold still
Nadine Cranenburgh
- Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #29
Nadine said: I had a go at today’s prompt and used it to try out a new form of poem – a shardorma – which has six lines in each verse with the syllable pattern 3/5/3/3/7/5. Then I scribbled down ideas in this pattern until I had something that made sense… I had a sense of victim and murderous buccaneer and went from there.
Brilliant! Loved it
Love it Nadine.
Fantastic. Clever use of all the elements.
Terrific poem, Nadine!
Thanks for the lovely comments, a tricky but fun prompt. Looking forward to seeing what else it inspired!