Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #518

She Wanted To
by Belinda Roddie

She wanted to destroy the world because
it looked at her funny, and so she scowled
at all its elements like viewing scum.
She judged each living creature 'neath the cowl
of its night sky, refusing to believe
that there could be a rightful place for her
within its complicated hierarchy.
She drew new worlds that she could, undeterred,
visit at least cerebrally at times,
creating new colors all of her own,
new shapes and souls and beings, visual rhymes
and reasons, distorted musical tone
in symphonies of inks and paints and oils.
Her hatred of the world would always boil.