Welcome to Flashback Fridays!
A blog series where I share poems, short stories, and other pieces I wrote a while ago, and am revisiting now! (Check out the masterlist here–and the masterlist of Freewrites, pieces of recent writing, here!)
This month’s Flashback: ‘The Grindylow’!
I’m not a poet–not in the slightest–but I had to write two poems for the first module of my Creative Writing degree (SEVEN YEARS AGO–what even is time?!). This one, inspired by a striking flower I saw at a botanical garden, seemed especially fitting to revisit, given the season!
A bright red sentinel with flame petals,
Scarlet Skullcap warns children from the Fens.
But small toes push their luck; the bog ripples;
from its depths, the grindylow awakens…
Arm or tentacle? One foul limb appears;
putrid, a diseased shade of jade, oozing,
decaying into moldering feelers
that slither through the marsh, probing, seeking…
The children shriek and flee. Just one remains:
a savvy girl who calls the sentinel.
Scarlet petals scatter like acid rain;
pockmarks breach viscous skin, making kindle…
A repugnant stench fills the air before
the slimy limb retreats, scorched, singed, and sore.