Napowrimo, Day 13 and the prompt today is an oldie-but-a-goody: the ghazal. The form was originally developed in Arabic and Persian poetry. I found it quite challenging but gave it a go. Here’s the instructions I found easiest to follow if anyone wants to try it.
My mind is filled with a million thoughts, as everything goes to black.
I feel pain, trapped in darkened mind, on Raven wing, it goes to black.
I cannot breathe, short, shallow, sharp, grasping, trying, reaching, I cling.
I’m caught in a whirlwind of madness, as everything goes to black.
Time ticks, racing, chasing on, yet disrespecting it can sting
A journey takes a thousand steps but still everything goes to black
How can I escape the warrior within? he has a song to sing
A story untold, darkness blackened him, everything goes to black
There’s a Raven on my shoulder, a shadow, at my heart pecking.
It’s burrowed deep, left me an empty shell, living things go to black.
By Katie Haigh
Photo by Katie Haigh