I was going to skip posting today, but then I read some answers to this prompt and thought, hey, I can write just one line! But apparently I have to write more than one, in order to write just one. Good thing the rules are bendy.
Some days I cannot resist a challenge. My English teacher in high school drilled iambic pentameter into our heads. I think perhaps this might have made him proud.
“The Moon is Up” by Millais (Photo credit: Martin Beek)
Sounds of a Secret
Somewhere there’s noise lost deep inside my soul,
A secret sunk and buried far below.
So long ago concealed and left to die
But wishing from the depths to rise and fly,
To split the heavens wide with howling cry.
And though I try to stuff up all the cracks
A train comes rolling fast on trembling tracks
Rattling, clacking, clattering through the dark
It rocks my bones, and shakes the shivering ground
It quakes the earth and thunders all around
To warn at every crossing where it’s bound.
The whistle is staccato, hooting, sharp –
A jangling, jarring blast to pierce my heart.
My fists are clenched, my knees are drawn up tight
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