Sunday, August 26, 2012

shades of roses on my walls

Big Room, 1948, by Andrew Wyeth
is that my bust I see on your window sill;
forlorn, neglected?
an empty room
yet I see an invisible fence
no trace of my scent.
why then you have my bust,
is it a link to our past?
essentials of an unfulfilled relationship
permeate the atmosphere
nothing is forgiven.
in that grate
you threw the recipe of our love.
what a smooth operator you have been
you etched my profile with a pencil
so as to remember to forget me

"in that rose tinted dusk
I explore the possibility of your imbalance"


37 comments:

Cad said...

Hmm... remember to forget me...nice contradiction.

Irish Gumbo said...

Strong stuff. The recipe of love, cast upon the grate...that makes my heart hurt. I like this piece.

joanne said...

quite a powerful piece....I loved 'remember to forget me'....lovely flow

Mary said...

Beautiful, Gautami. Love your intricate wordings. (but don't enjoy the word verification.)

Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

nothing is forgiven.
in that grate

Beautiful piece!

Daydreamertoo said...

I love that...remember to forget me.
There is a lot of powerful emotion in this. The reader is left in no mistake about the writers pain.
Great interpretation of the pic.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh you expressed this so well. Loved it! And the two final lines are brilliant!

Linda said...

Oh, I love the title of your poem, Gautami and the way you have developed a sense of ending, first of a relationship, but also of the day, and the end of a season... beautifully crafted and I thank you for sharing this.

aprille said...

Some great lines in there, memorable ones. If only I could explain how coincidental and timely the title of your poem is. [You wouldn't believe me. A neighbours' dispute :-)]

Chèvrefeuille said...

Wonderful desciptive poem ... a really nice poem inspired on the Magpietales picture. Well done ...

Namaste

flipside records said...

Great opening line: "is that my bust I see on your window sill"

Kathe W. said...

oh yes- "remember to forget me"

Tess Kincaid said...

Sad when the recipe for love is lost...

Willow said...

Well done, excellent, "remembered to forget me..."

brenda w said...

Moving piece...loved it!

Wayne Pitchko said...

very strong indeed...very nicely done and thanks for sharing Gautami

Susan said...

What a fine idea to have one who was banished return and challenge the one who burned his heart.

Melissa Bickel said...

I love the possibility this might have nothing to do with a human relationship at all and might be thoughts from the point of view of something inanimate.

Still it bodes well either way.

The questions raised within the lines, begging to be answered, by whoever the person/thing is talking to had me looking for a reply, but I love that at the end one can come to their own conclusion.

Lovely writing

Sue said...

Great all around, but I especially loved:

you etched my profile with a pencil
so as to remember to forget me

=)

Bodhirose said...

Excellent, the feelings strong but resigned..love the last line.."I explore the possibility of your imbalance"...boy, does that resonate with me!

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Karen S. said...

Remembering to forget....that just stops me....so deeply felt....

Donna B. said...

"remember to forget me"....such delicious sarcasm...

Margaret said...

Pencils are easily erased. Love "remember to forget me". Very clever.

Laurie Kolp said...

I ditto everyone on the "remember to forget me".

Linda said...

I, too, love the line "remember to forget me". Packs a punch.

Jinksy said...

essentials of an unfulfilled relationship
permeate the atmosphere

That's exactly how the picture appears - full of promises/potential which never came to fruition.

And I'm NOT a robot - but neither am I able to read 75% of the words and figures! I promise, the sky doesn't fall in if you remover them...

JJ said...

Beautiful. I am now your newest follower, and I invite you to follow my blog as well.

knightsheart said...

Well written. The tittle sets the stage your words play across

Doctor FTSE said...

I'm with Jinsky! Begone Word Verification. Life's to short to spend it puzzling through indecipherables.

gautami tripathy said...

Doctor, I had removed word verification before you commented here....

Jinksy said...

Many thanks for removing the WV - you've made all our lives much easier! ♥

L.A Speedwing said...

Hey Gautami, I also immediately like (like everyone else it seems) remember to forget me and "in that grate
you threw the recipe of our love." nice and thank you for your kind words on my poem. Your poems are lovely. I've also read "dregs" and i really really like it too. you have a gift with words. there's no other way to say it.

Gail said...

Very interesting take. good job

vivinfrance said...

In UK bust means what goes into a bra, so I was looking for a glamour girl! I think the statue is Beethoven.

Lovely poem.

Bee's Blog said...
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Bee's Blog said...

Deliciously enticing like a good meal. A perfect interpretation.

Thank you so much for coming over to see me and leaving such a lovely comment - I am encouraged.