Eight-line Poems

Comeuppance

Comeuppance

The day old Bart made a Bart-shaped hole in the sky,
and the sky broke into silver bubbles, gyrating as they fell,
we had a tantalising glimpse of what lay on the other side,
some ragged shape glowing in the distant darkness,
and a red globule that oozed through the hole as if
invading.

Many times I warned him that nothing good
would come of his human cannonball ideas.


Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 07.20.23
Prompt: As per illustration.