Over at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, I was inspired by the life and poetry of Wole Soyinka. The challenge was to read and become inspired by some of his poems, then try to create a poem similar to his style.
I decided to borrow the first line from his poem “In the Small Hours” to drive my poem. The phrase I borrowed is in blue quotations.

Her Empire

Blue diaphane, tobacco smoke
Serpentine on wet film and wood glaze

Statues in a parody with fixed seat
Unspoken requests filled and waiting

Two large massives-front and back
Blind to the glare of whiskey smoke and pilled eye

Walls encased in generation of actors and their directors
We laugh at aristocracy who flash green three deep

Never mind ghosts crouched in wait
Surrounded in painted mask

flourescent drink of the week
Just $2 every Thursday

 

 

 

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12 thoughts on “Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: “Her Empire”

  1. You put me there in the seat, awaiting the drink with the ghosts couching in wait ~

    I like that poem too , In the small hours ~

    Thanks for linking up with Real Toads and wishing you happy weekend ~

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