A year's worth of poems, every week for 52 weeks, spanning 2023 and 2024, plus the year following, from August 2024 to August 2025.(provided I live that long, of course).
Thank you, Allan Charles. I've contested the Charlie Chaplin thing a couple of times, won once, if I remember correctly. But it's the kind of thing I try when bored and have nothing better to do - just doesn't seem to have happened lately.
Primary colour dribbled from the lip
the tin tipped and dripping
red yellow green blue struggling
their random patterns painted pooling
plastic paths pirouetting pastiche
of explosive performance entwined
one within the other and a thousand more
wriggling in random writhing riot
confused and silent cacophony
and chaos of accident intended.
This mass of shape and line
coloured fresh and free
is wild and even beautiful
a design of energy and verve
but art gagged and voiceless
wall hanging without a cause.
Line count: 16
Free verse
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 13 2024
Prompt: Quiet chaos.
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