A cupboard stands in a room
I know what's inside
but I don't remember
everything. Then,
There's a drawer, a drawer
of cutlery. Two of everything,
except the spoons.
A television-with very bad vision.
A purple tinted screen with
snow that hisses.
A washing machine; an
idle ghost removed
from purpose.
A high-fidelity: version:
NOUN.
Temperamental, mostly sings.
A fan. My only one.
A head that scans or
stares in one direction
while its internal workings
create a stir.
A four-legged hot-headed
diving board; and
a giant PAINTBRUSH.
A horse, for wet
body drapes. Pegs,
for when you take the
rubbish out.
A machine that carbonates.
A gun with hot air and
walls with faces.
And then there's a window:
filled with stillness until
a breeze touches a leaf
a car drives past and
a pedestrian
and another car that hoots,the wind picks
up. A cat rolls in the sand
letting a tailless lizard escape.
A bird flies overhead and there's
a cloud resting in blue as
sunlight lines the
world in gold.
Author notes
Written March 13th, 2006
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this is descriptive ..
so wonderful done..wow..i am amaze..trully i am.
great stuff here, my vocab kind of suck lol..more of being limited but for someone like you wrote this..i am trully awe by it..wow..
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Wonderful
Just shows that poetry can be about anything! A great job of making the ordinary extraordinary. -
This is really beautiful! such a wonderful poet you are!!! Awesome poem and awesome job with the imagery!!!!
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Glad you took something unique from it. Hope your Grandad enjoys his new home, you sound like he means a lot to you.
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Moving
Oh dear..... Good poem, but wrong time for me to read it My grandad has moved to a care home and last night I helped move stuff out (mostly to give away as moving from 5 rooms to 1 room).
Opening the drawers and taking cutlery etc struck such a note for me.
The great thing with poems is that everyone can read them in an enjoyably different way.
This is very striking for my mood at this time, so thank you.
You have it untitled I note.
For me I would call it Moving On. Personal choice for my situation.
Thank you for opening emotions that most poems can not. -
WOW...WOW...WOW...WOW!
Absolutely amazing!
YOu are a born poet. -
That was a great write. Good job. I loved the detail. How you seemed to drag me into that world. Loved it
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i liked this , is it about a place you haven't been to for a long time ? may be the house you grew up in ? i was getting the feeling that there is so much more your not giving the reader, may be i'm just reading to much between the lines and should stick to what is actually written, but thats the feeling i got , i loved this style its to me kind of like a collection of statements , although there is a lot of imagery its not pretty its written coldly but thats not a bad thing , it could almost be the site of a murder now i'm just waffling .
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This is so precise and observation-focused - the imagery is lovely.It sort of felt like a poetry exercise in a way - the attention to detail, the absolute direction...(this is not negative criticism!) Loved the closing lines in particular - 'a cat rolls in the sand letting a talless lizard escape' was so pretty and casual. Lovely!
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