Thursday, January 12, 2023

brooding over you

 

imagine

red hibiscus by the gate opens  up

minute hand,  moves 

you.... get roller coaster nightmares

(if) they dressed you in cream


red is the torrid skin

my lazy left eye draws

(of) may your summer morning be bright


(but) this city is a chameleon

the wind beneath us

gather the weekday's leftovers

blued, bloodless, brooding



Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - MTB:  Finding It First, hosted by Laura Bloomsbury.   The lines above are from the first lines of my first poem in each month of 2022.

15 comments:

  1. This is so very vivid..Love especially how it all come together in the last line

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  2. I think this prompt really suits your style of poetry, Grace. What a lovely ‘found’ poem!

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  3. so very well constructed Grace -the juxtaposition of the opening hibiscus and the time passing in minutes. The last stanza is delightful

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  4. This is exquisitely drawn, Grace! Wow! The poem in its entirety is vivid and flows seamlessly 💘💘

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  5. Well done, Grace. An interesting set of lines.

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  6. This has a natural flow one wouldn't know it was found poetry. The imagery is amazing.- Truedessa

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  7. I love how the last line pulled it all together. Perfectly moody! ☺️

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  8. You tied these first lines together well. Excellent my friend. 🙂✌🏼❣️

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  9. captures well the chameleon quality of each day, each year

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  10. You strung this together brilliantly! 👏👏

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  11. Surreal but still somehow cohesive. I like how the colors of red, cream, and blue jump out and how they are linked with feelings.

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  12. Good on...loved the way it ends

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