Here’s my response to the W3 Poetry Challenge. This week’s challenge: write a poem in response to Kunjal’s ‘Rain’, no longer than 16 lines and must include the word ‘groovy’. You can read the full blog post here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/06/22/w3-prompt-8-weave-written-weekly/
I wanted to write about ‘groove’, than started with ‘groove-y’, ‘groove – Y/why?’ and it turned a little dark after that. I like a good little bit of dark. Here goes.
Why I follow the groove…
I scramble, soul-crawl, head-stumble
along the crevice, thin line, tiny gap.
Furrowed brow, clenched teeth breaking,
heart ajar, I follow the pitted groove,
this longest, dryest, deepening, darkening.
Space of dreams, too tight for shadows.
You made that line, left it, just like that,
a mark of your approval, love, scar-night.
And I remember, pain treads featherlight,
forever, approaches with a white hot smile
as your knife cuts what is already carved.
You knew. Back then. You knew me well.