Written for: Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads: Sunday mini-challenge: Carpe Jugulum
This weekend, I’m calling for poetry that explores what eyes, brains and instincts can see when they work as a team in the art of making sense of the world and the behavior of its people.
How are we going to do that? Easy… we’ll use the following quote, from Terry Pratchett’s Carpe Jugulum, as a foundation: “Don’t trust the cannibal just ’cos he’s usin’ a knife and fork!”
Please craft a new poem that speaks of your thoughts/feelings on Terry Pratchett’s quote.
and the sweetest smile.
She lights up
Men are drawn to her–blindly.
Five husbands, all dead.