For We Write Poems poetry prompt: Rone Street Art in Australia
1 thru 12 The True Story
of soot smudged bricks.
Black and white, red scratches,
like blood, drip from open eyes
as you look out upon a world
that wants to think you somehow asked
for this. Your silence never really seen
as forced upon you, viewed as active
complicity. When will they hear the true story?
Elizabeth Crawford 3/22/11
Note: Found this poetic structure at Kim Nelson’s site.
12 lines beginning with one syllable. Then adding one syllable with each line. 1 thru 12