Tuesday, June 21, 2011

a statement
















fire on your neck
burns the picture frame
square hole on the wall
makes a statement
your eyes lie to me
I hide the discoloured wall
with a tapestry
and write some numbers
in the margins of paradise

"with a twine, tie that ego"

29 comments:

Fiducia said...

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
coz' that's how I feel reading this..how well more can you write? Loved this one...it'd an eerie feel and yet a heritage behind it...mind blowing...! The image each word flashes from your verses creates a woven thread of deceit, pain, and reality! Nice...

Brian Miller said...

you carry tight emotion in so few words...really well done...

ayala said...

A nice write.

flaubert said...

Gautami, how I have missed your words. Well done to both prompts.

Pamela

Pat Hatt said...

Right and to the point, strong piece.

dustus said...

You had me at her burning neck. Accurate and interesting way of describing the image.

poemblaze said...

Great poem! Your imagination is excellent. I'd never have thought about the light along her upper neck looking like fire! Great.

Kavita said...

There's the same intensity in your words here as there is in those eyes there...
A very fine write indeed!

Tumblewords: said...

'in the margins of paradise' - a fine piece!

neil reid said...

Precise. Simple. Touchable. A common translation of transition here. Beautifully done poem.

Charlotte said...

Maybe the margins of paradise are as much as we can reasonably hope for?
http://www.wonderandlight.com/portfolio/gallery/margins_of_paradise/

nan said...

Guatami, I missed your writing, and this is well done. Compact and full.

brenda w said...

This is strong. Every word counts.
I love the margins of paradise.

Jeanne Aguilar said...

This poem is quite intense! I am curious who she is...

barbara said...

Nice!
I really like the light in that picture, but couldn't find a way to catch it. I gave up and wrote a trite poem. You got it perfectly. wow

Mike Patrick said...

If only a tapestry could cover the times we’ve been burned. Covered and forgotten is a dream. Alas, the sting lives on and scars remain.

kkrige said...

Interesting take on the Magpie. Nice OSW

jabblog said...

I could feel the pain and betrayal in this.

Andy said...

Wow! This poem is filled with so much intrigue. "fire on your neck"...nice

Beautifully written.

thingy said...

What an interesting and terrific write. Definitely a lot of emotion in this. : )

Claudia said...

love it - esp. that last two lines...wonderful

Wayne Pitchko said...

I felt this one......nicely done Gautami

Connie@raise your eyes said...

the fire...her eyes...your insight...amazing.

vivinfrance said...

I had to keep going back and re-reading this. Compact, powerful enigmatic: 'your eyes lie to me' hint at the story behind what seems like antagonism between poet and portrait subject.

tarunima said...

a powerful statement!
i loved the intensity!
plus your vision is something to marvel at..

mindlovemisery said...

Incredible poem, just wow I loved it

Elizabeth said...

Gautami, I love how you hint at things and let the rest of us try to figure out the meanings. Someone used the word enigmatic and that is the best and closest we might come. Another well written piece that begs one to go back for more,

Elizabeth

Madeleine Begun Kane said...

Wow, an amazing poem.

Poetry Potluck said...

another fantastic tic write.


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