Acrostic path
Entering the dark forest
X-ray vision would have been helpful
Here in darkness senses sharpen
All the sounds so poignant
Unseen sights lurking everywhere
Silence vacant
Thumping bloodstream
Exit nowhere to be found
Dancing now in madness glade
I can see that you’re EXHAUSTED, Johanna, but you still managed to put this delightfully eerie poem together in a way that lingers and haunts the mind long after it is read.
As for dancing “in madness glade’, you have somehow managed to make that act sound like a very inviting thing to do, especially if that feeling of exhaustion and lethargy has passed.
This is one of your best poems, my friend, and I really like the picture you’ve included with it.