Coloured Flashcards

Bring me all your dreams
of splendid restful nights
flashes of inspiration
envy to your friends

Bring me all the flashers
especially the one
with sterling ideas
pinned
prized
a collector’s item
things colourful dreams
are made of

Bring them all!
Let’s create flutter fun
fantasy and nightmare
to dance with fire
for the witch must burn.

Note: We still burn witches (effigies) in Finnish countryside, that is, Easter & Midsummer Bonfires, a tradition carried over from pagan days. I found this practice peculiar at first but nowadays I enjoy it, for reasons that have nothing to do with the tradition.

Also, I’m a list freak. I’ve got a number of ‘to-do’ lists going at the same time. I pick colour of flashcards (according to the mood) and write ideas, one-word triggers, one-liners, dialogue from my eavesdropping occupation and so on. They decorate my working space. One day I promise, I’ll peel them all off the wall and throw them on the fire. Imagine what peculiar fun that would be!

This poem is in response to the prompt, “I enjoy peculiar fun” Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month Challenge.

Distinguished Places

Photo frame
a heart never forgets.
Pulsate city! Rural scans pot of gold.
Man suited, women stilted; empowerment lives
amongst skyscrapers. A frenzy
—even a kingfisher laughs—
beautiful
and absurd. Pot of gold
where the rainbow shines, awaits hopefuls
diligent and determined. Within reach lies the
promised riches for all who dwell. Say,
where that place used to be?
In the heart.

Poem in response to “Care to Swirl with Me?”at Magaly Guerrero’s Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month Challenge.