#Erasure #Poetry inspired by...

Going to a favorite all time read for Anna (@Chromatopia_LLC) Montgomery's prompt over at dVerse Poets for this weeks MeetingTheBar.  This was a new experiment for me and proved more than interesting. Swing on by, read the article...and don't forget the eraser!

Westward Bound

First he looked behind him
Confession was held
in a large bare walled room.
They would keep after him

Was his mother still sitting
separating the people
Fifth Avenue separates pedestrians
a shovel, two picks, ball of twine

Could he really keep going West
began all over again The Story
The second task, calling his Mother
Shameful! Shameful!

Ragged hole in the plaster
a deserted barn standing slumped
about one fourth of the way
a shovel, two picks, ball of twine

Keep going West
his body tired, but no sleep
His mind would not let him go
This noble beast had died for him!

Disorderly images
Songs by Fats Waller
the thing reached out towards his mother
a shovel, two picks, ball of twine

Close your eyes...you have night eyes now
Keep going West
Disturbing confession
the boys in white turtlenecks

Little stick men and little stick women
Iron age coffin, the box
Where you headed kiddo?
West

for a shovel, two picks, ball of twine