Paula’s Prompts: Wednesday Words

On January 27, 2021, P.T. Wyant posted at a Wednesday Words prompt involving a treasure map leading to an abandoned and half-collapsed cabin in the woods.

This poem was the result…

It looks like a treasure

All it leads to is a log cabin in the woods

Not a castle, not a tower, not a picturesque cottage

This cabin is anything but picturesque

You can smell the mold, creeping up your nostrils

Entering your lungs, making it difficult to breathe

This cabin doesn’t want you here, oh no

Even if it could be the site of a dozen budget series

There’s some peculiar mixed with the mold

Something which could be much worse

You brave the congestion for the chest waiting to be cracked

The smell is the worst from from it

The lock almost falls off of its own accord

At first you thought there might be pearls, rings

Diamonds glittering within a treasure chest

The map hinted at as much with its seductive messages

The only jewels inside are constume-design

Along with photos of a buck-toothed, grinning girl

And a letter folded, proclaiming, “I fooled you!”

Perhaps this treasure hunt was a wild goose chase

You grumble to yourself until you find the ledger within

Filled with compromising photographs of famous faces

Letters from various people exposing dirty little secrets

Perhaps all this could be treasure in the right or wrong hands

Question is, will those hands be yours? 

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