Poetry Jam Shock

Bad blogger at the moment I know. I seem to be stuck in a too-much-to-do place. Apologies all, and I'm off to Monifieth in the morning.

I did think I'd stir up some jam prior to departure, however. Here's Briarcat's prompt:

Does fighting Chaos work for you? Do you like to take the random and make it see a connection?
Go to the Times Best Seller list,(or the new tunes in iTunes,new movies, some place with unfamiliar titles) and pick three.
This is your beginning, middle, end. Or your box. Or door.
You can use the words themselves, or some image or concept they suggest,
but write a poem that, in some way, connects the three.

Full pompt and all the poems are here: http://poetryjaam.blogspot.com/2011/10/connect-dots-does-fighting-chaos-work.html

I went to the Times Best Seller list. Worth a visit whether you're jamming or not - who knew there was a Manga list? Or a Graphic Novel list?
Anyway, I nicked more than 3 titles in what has been a very shocking week. Here's the result.

Rock art in the Western Gilf Kebir, Libya



Hush, Hush Saga

Hark! A vagrant is lost in the garden of beasts,
he wandered injudiciously between
the plinths where once two gatekeepers stood,
fabulous creatures of temperate stone, now gone.
Time has let the beasts multiply:
I fear for the vagrant. The hot wind is a roar
that will lift scales and the beasts, unbalanced,
will want sating. Bad blood is the worst blood:
taints remain long after rough tongues have licked
all traces clean. Watch how we, who choose
forks over knives, shy away from standing
on those splashed plinths, shy away from verticality.