Eight-line Poems

Survivor

Survivor

The trick, oh my benighted one,
is hear the voices if you must,
to be aware till they are done,
and steel yourself and never trust
the worm words of their tainted lure,
ignore their blandishments so bright,
refuse indeed each poisoned cure,
and so emerge into the light.


Line count: 8
Form: Iambic tetrameter, 8 syllables per line, rhymed abab
For Express It In Eight, 03.06.24
Prompt: “I have traveled through madness to find me.” - Danny Alexander.