Perching with a cocktail in my hand,
Mizzle tickling my flushed face like a lover;
I can’t handle this sensation much longer
Tilting my head back to breathe,
Suck in this beautiful paramnesia
The soliloquy of my drinking session.
As if on cue, my fingers betray my grasp,
I pay for my lapse in sanity and grace,
The Bloody Mary now splotches of paint,
My perfect white dress, a fine spectacle.
The rain, now a steady water column,
I can’t escape this angry storm now.
So, I stand still and let it sweep me over,
Watch the droplets reflect off heavy pebbles,
Atomize into a million moments I could’ve held
But I’m only flesh, bone and cartilage- just that much.
The mud sinks my high heels deeper than my guts
I’m happily rooted now, awaiting the denouement
This crazy fairytale nightmare I painfully wrote:
A typical run-away bride with nothing more to show
Except herself, willfully drowning, in more than just her glass.
This is an exciting new challenge for me! I have written this poem as a response to Mind Love Misery’s Menagerie’s wordle #64. I came across it in another blog I follow, by a brilliant poet consciouscacophony.
The rules were to use the following words:
4. Atomize (
5. Denouement (
10. Paramnesia (a
11. Mizzle (misty rain)
Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem
The words can appear in an alternate form
Use the words in any order that you like.
Hope you all enjoyed it and please visit the wonderful blogs that I have linked in this post.
P.S: I have used all the 12 words in the prompt, if you guys look closely 🙂