I tap upon the closed rusty gate
rubbled rhyme scattered lines
abandoned alliteration abound
forgotten & unwritten elegies
untranslatable verbiage
graffitied upon the walls
shall another villanelle be scribed
sestina no sonnet – refrain nor quatrain
all words lost in the dry well
crying into lurching lurking shadows
voice & inspiration decimated to dust
is this the day after the end of the word
unexcavated verse
disintegrated quill & gall
Invoking mute ghazals
searching for my muse amongst the ruins
kneeling to beseech forlorn gods
I rap upon the open rusty gate
Words and image TERRENCE SYKES