Apr 25
HI!
“Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that recounts a dream or vision, and in which a woman appears who represents or reflects the area in which you live.” [From: Day Twenty-Five (napowrimo.net)]
I took a slightly different approach to the word ‘area’ than that which was meant, I think:
Her tousled April hair
Softly sheds blossom petals and biscuit crumbs
‘Cross my freshly laundered sheets
as she whispers me awake.
I walk behind her,
Bare feet thrilling on the checkered marble floor;
Follow
Into a familiar room I’ve never seen,
Hung with the scent of smoke and perfume,
Leather and carpets,
Porch tile and laundry powder,
Dogs and car fresheners…
There she turns and gives me a knowing look
And I’m forced to hear the ripping
Of her metamorphosis,
As I focus on a chocolate sofa.
I refuse a conversation,
Even when the familiar voice
Gives up its pleading
And I hear her leave.
I pad to the easel,
Mash appropriate colours
From oozing carapaces,
Smear their sacrifice
Onto a canvas rent with sticks.
Until a hankie box appears,
And a kettle sings somewhere,
While I flick a random wing from under my nail.
Nice and cheerful, eh…?
‘See’ you tomorrow!
Monty X
[pic is from here]
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