A 10-Line poem – on any subject and in any style – that uses striking, vivid imagery both evocatively and symbolically.
The Red Eye
Two drained wine bottles litter the kitchen table
One fallen over, clearly not as stable
His phone that never leaves his side lies abandoned there beside them,
And blinks a warning siren of the coming colliding mayhem
An unknown sweet jasmine scent mixed with warm caramel
Suffocates me as I climb the stairs praying for our survival
My bedroom door ajar, my sanctuary breached
Hell’s gate to a life alone I must endure before I reach
In the coming weeks I’ll wonder, what was less expected
My catching the red eye home, or this woman he has slept with
Creative Writing #221
These are the assignments of my creative writing class.