fateful night…

by   Toni L. A. Cross
       Charles W. Martin

so smooth, so white
so still and pale
a survivor’s will
yet hauntingly frail
 
recalling now
that fateful night
doors forced open
brought a dreadful sight
 
cool dark breeze
swept right in
accompanied by
that desert djinn
 
no words were spoken
just a devilish grin
was on the face
of this evil djinn
 
innocent eyes caught
in his decaying gaze
hell was fully wrought
in that dreadful blaze
 
from man to beast
so went this ghoulish flame
twas my soul he sought
in his deadly game
 
I saw my path
just one way out
I risked his wrath
fought through my doubt
 
fell to my knees
and began to pray
an angel lord
please send my way
 
only in my dreams
could it be
I am saved by a child
a guileless babe of three

 

Toni L. A. Cross and I have entered into a duel poetry challenge and this is the resulting poem.  Duel Poetry:  a prearranged poetry writing challenge  between two people to evolve a new poem where each writer must respond to the other writer’s lines  (4 -5 ) until both parties agree that the poem is complete.

cruising…

lord knows that child
ain’t got the sense
she was born with
look at her
swishing this way
and that way
like her hips are gonna
bring the tips
like oscar‘s waitress
‘cept her’s
are bringing nothing but whiplash
to that poor old man over there
and that young man ain’t leaving his perch
at least not until things calm down
i’m telling you that skirt
looks more like a shirt
and those earrings
got nothing but walmart bling
i’ve lived here all my life
and can’t recall such a sight
and gramma
have you every seen such a sight
      no child…
      not since you were young