Umbrian hills stain his eyes
mimic the furrows in his cheeks
but his voice is colored
with dust and Wyoming mountains
he still whittles young women
with foreign voices, dark eyes
called Shorty now
no one mentions the town
he claims was home
long ago before he fled west
far west to work the ranches
of the high plains
always ready to challenge
those who laugh
at Pietro da Bastardo.
Author notes
Pietro by Alex Wagman. http://www.collectionprivee.com/Wagman/gallery/22.html
Wish I could post the picture - be sure to look at it.
Bastardo is a town in Umbria.
In a list
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt Contest by Night Hope.
1500 points, ended September 19, 29 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - prewrites. for my favorites ONLY. by sideways hourglass.
463 points, ended October 30, 53 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please Crtique - I intend to revise this.
Comments
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Lovely image here. Thanks for entering.


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you captured hm well, the expression is keenly present in your write, I can see him in my minds eye, well done indeed


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"still whittles young women
with foreign voices, dark eyes"
You've used such a great sculpture as your prompt for this piece, grammabuff. I also noticed that Umbria is similar to the Italian word ombra, meaning shadow, which is apropos in relation to the geography of the region. I confess, for many years I would succumb to the charms of those who were the quintessential "tall, dark and handsome", and if they had the voice to accentuate that, so much the better.
However, I finally managed to get over that tendency, as so many of them were only aspiring to become heartbreakers instead of being serious suitors. I loved the attitude of the sculpted piece, too - how many of us would love to be so casual in our disdain, yet pull back from it? That takes courage, and the strength to back it up. I enjoyed the various descriptions and language you've used in detailing your character. It seemed to me he could have easily been an outlaw of sorts, hiding from his past in another country, yet still somewhat haunted by what has occurred in his life, which makes for great storytelling, in my opinion. Thank you for entering my contest. Good luck, Sweetie.




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His story could go in so many directions. So could several other sculptures by Alex Wagman. I have a few more poems lurking.
Thanks for running this contest - such great sources for prompts.
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