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| Image by Christine Donnier-Valentin via Magpie Tales |
So Far
I know where the cushions are buried,
stolen after one of those nights,
deep in between and underneath and hidden –
the wall is also my tombstone.
It was me: snuck them off to enlarge a posterior view
brocade red and plump:
now lying denuded, a mere frame of her former comfort.
Exposed to the wind and the rain and the scorn of passersby
hard up against the wall
(convict built, brick by hand-formed brick
frog-marked and irregular).
A kind of beauty
unseen and shunned
like my naked lap.
Thanks to Tess for hosting Magpie Tales and providing the prompt. Many more in the showroom.
28 comments:
deserted beauty,
how cool.
Startlingly exquisite poem-- many bravas to you.... all of a piece and each image/statement earning the next! xxxj
Enlarging a posterior view? Hehehe! Guess where my mind went?
A mystery explained with beautiful words.
It's always important, vital, to know where the cushions are buried... :-)
I love your explanation of the naked lap!
Lovely explanation of those missing cushions.
Great, especially how you began!
Frog-marked is delicious and convict-built, a Dickensian treat.
The Missing Cushions mystery solved at last. Nice Magpie.
Your description of the wall is great. I love the texture it brings to the poem.
great observation some may say a urban street art installation ....thank you for sharing x
Burying cushions would take a lot of digging... :)
... love where you took those cushions!
I love this line:
"deep in between and underneath and hidden"
And oh my, your closing:
"unseen and shunned
like my naked lap"
This is a very moving piece.
such imagery, wow. and i really like the contorted vine/plant/thingy picture on your sidebar. nice
hehe some nice word play in here...the posterior view and your naked lap they play well together...lol
Wonderful take. The cushions, the cushions.
I like that you dealt with the wall too. Love the use of the word 'denuded' and then the 'naked lap' at the end. What a little gem!
'Naked lap'...bring those cushions back! So well done, thank you.
This is exquiste - the words roll and drip succulently together. And I got a giggle out of the cushions too.
Gorgeous writing, Isabel. I loved "frog-marked". Thank you for this!
There are no memories in a new sofa such as these!
rel
A very fine take on this.."A kind of beauty"...it does seem to last!
An abandoned sofa is a sorry sight.
Excellent Magpie!
Anna :o]
nice word play
Dear Isable: The analogous couch to woman was exactly on my parallel too! I think the "unseen and shunned like my naked lap" seems to echo something that happens for reasons I have questioned but not answered. "How unfair" is my final answer, couches should be in praise of older couches, especially all those pockets where crumbs end up!
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