moss
The prompt at Poets United on Wednesday was to write an eight line poem, in the style of William Carlos Williams' "The Red Wheelbarrow"
With my penchant for procrastination, I am only able to post my effort now. This poem is not what it seems. :)
photo by dhester
image from morguefile.com
moss
a drop into
shadows
green moss clings
to walls
obstinate
silent
has been this way
for years
01/08/2013
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"I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de-sacs of shadow. There was shadow in bureau drawers and closets and suitcases, and shadow under houses and trees and stones, and shadow at the back of people's eyes and smiles, and shadow, miles and miles and miles of it, on the night side of the earth.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Shared on Poetry Pantry #161 at Poets United.
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2013
With my penchant for procrastination, I am only able to post my effort now. This poem is not what it seems. :)
photo by dhester
image from morguefile.com
moss
a drop into
shadows
green moss clings
to walls
obstinate
silent
has been this way
for years
01/08/2013
**********
"I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de-sacs of shadow. There was shadow in bureau drawers and closets and suitcases, and shadow under houses and trees and stones, and shadow at the back of people's eyes and smiles, and shadow, miles and miles and miles of it, on the night side of the earth.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Shared on Poetry Pantry #161 at Poets United.
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2013
Labels: dark, depression, love, lovesongs, Poetry, prompt, relationship
posted by dsnake1 at 9:13 PM
10 Comments:
"The rolling stone gathers no moss"...and that which sits idle perhaps gathers too much. This was intriguing and so gentle.
it is indeed, TALON.
thanks for visiting. :)
Congratulations on a five Smile piece.
:-) :-) :-) :-) :-)
I guess you are a poet eh!
ZQ
tight little verses
each alone conjures an image...
the drop into shadows caught me right up...as where there was nothing there is something now...
to compare to the silence.
Some things remain the same ...for years.
well done!
Quite lovely!
ZQ,
thanks for the five Smiles, i need that, it has been a tiring week. :)
er, i guess we are all poets if we can post some poetry stuff on our blogs/sites/etc ? :D
Brian,
thanks!
tight little verses, oh yes. i even try to keep to the exact count of syllables. :)
Mary,
yes, it does. love, for one.
Dances With Vodka,
thanks for visiting! :)
Lisa,
thank you. :)
You sound bitter.
perhaps a wee bit, but mostly of frustration.
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