POW PROMPT 15
Here is an opportunity to find out what those lines or poems are about.This is not a critique forum. If asking a question about the poem, establish what you think it might mean first.
You will need to quote from the poem to verify your opinion.This is designed to curb
the smarty pants throw away line-ha-ha element in this group.
Looking forward to your enigmatic verse.
Memories
Thoughts of hot tea and buttered toast at the Hall
A glow of burning logs in the hearth
A broken lipped vase of rose buds trickling water
dripping on to a sparrow feather and gloss peach compact
A backdrop of dusty tulle curtains
Blue Boy on the wall
Scribbled rude caption'twaddle to maidens'
She brushes the silky cat hairs from her lap
Sits on the wobbly stool antique acquisition from the tip
Allows her icy fingers to do the talking
No promise of joy on this wintry morn
A frisson of fear girdles her heart
Back straight
Feet flat
She faces her opponent then strikes
Here is an opportunity to find out what those lines or poems are about.This is not a critique forum. If asking a question about the poem, establish what you think it might mean first.
You will need to quote from the poem to verify your opinion.This is designed to curb
the smarty pants throw away line-ha-ha element in this group.
Looking forward to your enigmatic verse.
Memories
Thoughts of hot tea and buttered toast at the Hall
A glow of burning logs in the hearth
A broken lipped vase of rose buds trickling water
dripping on to a sparrow feather and gloss peach compact
A backdrop of dusty tulle curtains
Blue Boy on the wall
Scribbled rude caption'twaddle to maidens'
She brushes the silky cat hairs from her lap
Sits on the wobbly stool antique acquisition from the tip
Allows her icy fingers to do the talking
No promise of joy on this wintry morn
A frisson of fear girdles her heart
Back straight
Feet flat
She faces her opponent then strikes
Little Miss Muffet gets her revenge...?
ReplyDeleteI wrote NOI'S NINTH IN f-MAJOR and provided the explanation... because I just wanted to let you all know.
my apologies for being still somewhat less than clear-minded. gorked on pain meds. whee.
ReplyDeleteRall, have you gone back to the piano recital from the erasures poem? Makes me think of that, or a chess match.
I've got three attempts. I would suggest manray wordle: maiden boy
Wordle as a Woodburned Cello doesn't make all that much sense to me
wordle as a little promise, maybe a little more
Here is the link to my poem:
ReplyDeletethanks for the prompt
Pam
http://flaubert-poetrywithme.blogspot.com/2010/08/about-girl-pow-15-wordle.html
Barbara I have never written an erasure poem.
ReplyDeleteI don't like them. But those pain meds are doing the trick because you got it right...clever little bunny!
Of course, having seen Barbara's reference to a piano recital and then re-reading, it makes perfect sense. Very nice scene setting, Rall.
ReplyDeleteMine is here:
http://melrosemusings.blogspot.com/2010/08/pow-prompt-15.html
A writing coach for whom I had great respect once told the class "Poems don't have a meaning. They have existence. Nothing else." Nowadays readers are supposed to "deconstruct" the poem - whatever that means. Deconstruct THIS ONE
ReplyDeleteDerrick I am so pleased that you understood this poem as something to do with playing a piano and not milking cows. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteI had a feeling that this prompt would confirm my suspicions,being that there are quite a few people in this group in the advanced stages of lunacy!
ReplyDeletelunacy.
ReplyDeletewhy do I suspect the loonies are the ones who got your poem?
Funny how the first observation sets the tone for the rest :). I didn't pick up anything sexual reading it, but I also wouldn't have guessed piano recital right away either, although now it all falls into place. There's a great level of detail in the imagery.
ReplyDeleteHere's mine: if i had wings, i'd spy
I'll entertain all questions, but I don't really have any good answers :).
I wish you wouldn't - concentrate on the safe and boring I mean - you lighten up our lives with your irreverence and fun.
ReplyDeleteI have come in really late, here's my link:
ReplyDeletehttp://umaathreya.blogsome.com/2010/08/12/i-will-walk-to-the-creek-of-the-river-with-you/
Ray Man's photo inspired this
ReplyDeletehttp://waynepitchko.blogspot.com/2010/08/unpainted-lady.html
I too have arrived late to the game, Rallentanda, courtesy of my friend Derrick...
ReplyDeleteHere I am, posting on 26 August awomanofnoimportance.com/
Thank you x