Midweek Motif Poets United
La Bicyclette Bleue...Laetitia Casta
it has been over a decade
since i saw this movie series
at your parents house
while they were overseas
it was a starlit sky
in the murky brown of
your family home
grand gloomy damp and loveless
which explained a lot about you
my mother's blue eyes
gazed at me from the screen
and for the first time
i
unsettled
realised
what a beauty she was
something which had not registered
with me before
and says a lot about me as well
I don't know this film series, but can read the erotic in the barren landscape and the growing self image, a stirring beauty. A gorgeous poem.
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ReplyDeleteLove the pacing of this piece.
ReplyDeleteMakes me very curious, indeed! Beautiful write!
ReplyDeletebeautiful words and image...
ReplyDeleteI love the direction this took. And the sudden awareness that your mother was a beauty! Cool.
ReplyDeleteComes at the topic from many (interesting) directions!
ReplyDeleteThe things we realize along the journey. Like treasures in a treasure hunt. Delightful poem
ReplyDeleteA beautiful revelation! What we see in the absence of heartfelt love as a mother truly can offer!
ReplyDeleteLovely. A beautiful write.
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Nice response to the prompt!
ReplyDeleteyou leave us with a lovely mystery - very nice.
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