Quasimodo, the bell ringer,
another gargoyle on the facade
of gothic Notre Dame.
He dances on the towers
and then, like some monstrous leech,
clings and swings on the bells
that ring out the beauteous
songs of Paris.
He lives, a cycloptic goblin,
as God's reminder
that this badly assembled
debris of catacombs,
this incredulous motley '
medly of distorion need not be
Nature's singular error in judgment.
Author notes
My prompt was the word "grotesque."
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I find it interesting that when thinking of "grotesque" you think of Quasimodo. You wrote this rather well though, I enjoyed reading it
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Ah this is breath-taking! As I was reading, so many images came through my mind, very thoughtful about the word you chose. I loved it!
I thank you kindly for the today-piece of art and wish you best of luck in the contest
~Massy~
PS. I hope you are in a great health in body and spirit, auntie. Love you so much! :-X
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