Casting!

Just a spell to make one think of times gone by.

Sickened shells cast in oil blue and toned for the royal,

Placid screams shiver for pox to be added quiver,

Elves nails upon tin leave crunch on the skin,

Liver rises in hosts not fit poisons of toast,

Lost fellows now drink before time shakes and winks.

Author's Note

Just something fun - read it with that in mind.

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Nice to see your work again Thomas. as always it makes you concentrate and think even this one which has a number of images and dark messages.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the poem. Short statements led reader to good places and thoughts. I was glad to see your name on the board. Always a pleasure to read your work my friend.
Coyote

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you.

[Saddam]

A very different kind of poem and unique, I will go with first L.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you x

[rhythm&blues]

Very unusual read, was fun and unique.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you x

[Sheila Kline]

Cute indeed..........love the last line - yes, cast the spell and drink before time shakes and winks before ye blink as you clink the glasses of liver poison

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you Sheila.

[exotic flotsam]

A clever acrostic. I can tell you enjoyed writing this one. The time to drink before time shakes and winks is now. A fun read.

exotic

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you, I did!

[Pete Langley]

Tell me, Tom...can this spell be cast with pints of Guinness in a circle, instead of standing stones? P.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Indeed it can, in fact it's the best way!

[SyberRose]

Good one...an acrostic day ha..I like that last line...enjoyed Thomas...Rose:)

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you love.

[Michael Oliver]

From my youth - really good s**t man!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Well I salute your youth! thank you