Porous: A Palette*

Pile of pans and plates
all dried-dirt-kissed,
beside untouched
porous sponge.

Dripping faucet,
says tap, tap, tap.
Below rusted sink
mice munch, munch, munch.

Blood-bathed body,
lifeless eyes wide open.
Silently decays,
alone, badly broken.

Photo credit: Unsplash

In response to OctPoWriMo 2016 by Morgan Dragonwillow‘s Day 8.

Palette  creates a vivid word painting within a brief and lyrical poem. It is simply a short poem, using vivid imagery. This genre was specified by Viola Berg. There is no prescribed structure or rhyme. The only mandate is the poem should create a brilliant image in the reader’s mind.

The Palette is:

  • a word painting.
  • framed at the discretion of the poet.