Untimely Disturbance
av Line Svendsen

Merry skipping around clown-town.
Did not see before my path of yellow.
Thinking "Ah yes, dear Fortuna,
I will dance to heartbeats and mellow."

Held my head high,
feet went blind.
Laughing pebbles
appeared aligned.

Bruised, like the princess
who slept on a pea.
My count-to-ten walls
fell faithlessly.

Ah, here we go again...
Better prepared?
Or caught in the Storm's eye?

Not sure this time,
if clouds sprung from me
or if ghouls have darkened the sky...

- Line Svendsen


@Unge Lovende Forfatteres Forening (ULFF)