I live at the edge of your atmosphere
a sunset strip colorific and clear
in a life despite God I cheer
raindrops on a sunny April afternoon as tears
Ineffable lamentations surge sweetly to my ears
I bang the drum called your heart with sass
for life in a bottle is a house made of glass
it was a fruitloop daydream to think me a mere lass
the tiny box of lies – the molehill now a mountain of morass
Is the wafting requiem heard through the crevasse
I wake laughing when you knock me out weeping
I am my father’s daughter, my lure your curse vastly sweeping
your eyes wide shut, don’t touch me while I am sleeping
the hate with which I slumber – the secret lover I’m keeping
In the melodic dirge of your tears slowly seeping
dVerse ~ Poets Pub | Let Music Speak
Yesterday at dVerse, poet-tender for the evening, paeansunplugged, invited us to let the music speak and challenges us to write a poem based on prompt phrases from the music of Linda Perry:
- Edge Of Your Atmosphere
- Sunset Strip
- Life Despite God
- Sunny April Afternoon
- Bang The Drum
- Life in a Bottle
- Fruitloop Daydream
- Tiny Box Of Lies
- Knock Me Out
- I Am My Father’s Daughter
- Don’t Touch Me While I Am Sleeping
- Secret Lover
We were only required to to incorporate two of the above choices in our poems about music. As usual Muse chose not understand the message. All twelve prompts are there in the order as given.
What a wonderful dark lady you depict… such a father such a daughter.
Indeed. Thanks, Björn.
I love how you used all the titles to craft an intriguing tale!
Thanks for joining in.
Thank you, paeansunplugged, for so many good lines Muse could not simply choose two!
She feels like a real enchantress! My favorite line:
“for life in a bottle is a house made of glass”
You’re welcome ❤