WiP - Another 366 Days of Poetry - A Falling Out
Poetry is another place where I like to explore. For instance, can you really tell a story in verse, as short as it is, with the different conventions that govern it...and do poems have to be 'literary' or can they be 'genre-fun.'
Well, I don't know...so I tried some fantasy rogues to see what happened.
A Falling Out
Sotto voce
Your voice carries
It echoes ‘round the cave
It echoes down the tunnels
It gives no answers that I crave.
Lower it, or better still,
Shut your mouth. Be quiet,
Unless you really want
To become part of something’s diet.
For these caverns are not empty
They hold lair and prey and hole
And many are the creatures here
Where you sought to hide the goods you stole
And if we do retrieve them
From whatever point you thought them safe
And if we do escape this maze
You’ll find my
share’s been raised.
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