Mysteron Agent

[Assaf1981]

Behold this teenager;

Her feet bare,

clad only in

a gown that

One would normally

Find in hospitals;

Her pretty face

Obscured by her

Long, red hair,

Concealing all save

For two green,

Glowing spots,

Right where her

Eyes should be.

 

And that’s

Not all;

See her pose,

With a quarterstaff,

Ready to strike,

At the

Slightest opportunity!

 

Behold,

Hovering above

Her head,

Two giant

Spectral rings,

The same Colour

As Her eyes;

Could they be

The eyes of

Her mysterious employers,

And she is

But one agent

Amongst many?

 

Behold this painting,

Heed its message;

It matter not

How young or

How sickly

Anyone is,

They can

Still be

Used by

Forces we

Cannot hope

To understand,

Whether for

Good or

For ill.

[Tinker]

Hello Assaff, I think your title will make the random reader curious.  I certainly was and here I am to read and comment.  The frame of this very short-lined, free verse, centered on the page.   When I read it out loud it is kind of staccato.  I think longer lines might smooth out the rhythm.  But that is just one person's opinion.  

On 4/27/2023 at 12:18 PM, Assaf1981 said:

Her feet bare,

clad only in

a gown that

This passage is a little confusing.  Basically it says her bare feed wear a gown.  It would be more cohesive if you left off "Her" and said something like "Barefoot and clad only in a gown"   

This is a kind of scary poem.  I'm assuming it is an ekphrastic, a poem inspired by someone else's art.  I wish you could have shared the image.  

I appreciate your showing us new imagery.  

~~Tink