Thank you to Lana, a wonderful, gifted and creative writer, for inspiring / challenging me to attempt this unusual form of poetry.
According to Lana, a Blitz Poem ‘is a run-on of phrases and words, a rush with rapid repetition.’ Having been an avid fan of stream of consciousness writing since childhood I couldn’t wait to give this poetic version a try…here is my first work, entitled ‘Dirt’.
Dirt on her baby pink plimsolls
Dirt in her long blond hair
Hair that morning soft and shiny
Hair at dusk, all tangled
As tangled as chains
Tangled like her necklaces
Necklaces of beads and shells
A necklace of her grandpa’s blue fishing yarn
The old yarns he spun
Her yarns they never believed
Don’t be so trusting, Amber. So believing
Always believing. What an idiot
Idiot! Am not!
Am lying in the ditch
Dying. Not breathing
©Annika Perry 2017