Monday, December 24, 2007

spin dryer---read write poem/Monday Poetry Train

We were invited to write poetry by collaborating with a fellow poet. Somehow I could not bring myself to do that. This is yet another one of my rare love poetry if one can call it that! Posting this for Monday Poetry Train too..

love tumbles within me

reminiscent of clothes in dryers.
I plummet, turning inside out-
circling directionless.
I form, reform myself;
when dryer stops.
taking me out,
you smooth, soothe, smell me-
enjoying my clean warmness,
filling me with your quintessence.


Borut said...


grumplestiltskin said...

mmmmm - i'm almost looking forward to the next load of drying :)
thank you

Anonymous said...

I like the metaphor of love as clothes tumbling and spinning in a dryer. Well done!

You know, just by using words from word prompts you are sort of collaborating. We all are influencing each other each week as we read each other's poems. So maybe that's all the collaboration you need. :)

Anonymous said...

You used just the right words. Well done!

Rhian said...

i like this very much Gautami... brings back memories. best wishes to you and yours.
oh and i LIKE that idea of co-op poetry writing. sounds like fun... especially with a group.

Anonymous said...

I'll never think of laundry the same way. ;) It was lovely, thanks for sharing.

Marie said...

breathe in the clean, fresh air of, I enjoyed the comfort and warmth of your poem...I think I too, will look forward to my next load of drying with more appreciation!

Merry Christmas beautiful one!

Susan Helene Gottfried said...

Yeah, that's how I feel. Now if only someone would smooth me... I could really use that.

VERY tumbled few days over here.

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...eatsbugs said...

I do love laundry poems.

Unknown said...

This is wonderful! I love the sensation of putting clothes on fresh out of the dryer, and it is similar to the feeling of being in my hubby's arms... all safe and snuggly warm. Nicely done again!

Keshi said...

Have a good one! Merry Christmas and hv a happy New Year!


Margie said...

Merry Christmas Gautami!
Thanks for ur visit!

Love the poem!


Whitesnake said...


Romeo Morningwood said...

Hairy Crizzmoose Gautami.

Linda Jacobs said...

This image is so vivid and unique! With your permission, I'd love to use it for my Poem-of-the-day with my World Literature students. They'll love it, I know, plus, quintescense will be one of their vocabulary words the week we get back from vacation. Thanks!

polona said...

beautiful and very sensual :)

Carolee said...

i feel your pain about collaboration. at least i understand and i used to feel that way. i have only been doing it off and on for the last couple of months. i had refused to do it until a couple close poet friends invited me.

the only way i was able to start was by telling myself that it was a writing exercise. not the kind of writing exercise where i expect to end up with a poem but the kind of writing exercise where i play with words. it freed me, helped me let go of the need to create a finished, publicly-consumable piece when i looked at it that way.

and i've started to like it! it's a nice surprise to see what comes of it -- something that wouldn't have otherwise existed if left to my own devices and something that is evidence not of my own writing prowess (or lack thereof) but of the courage to step outside my poetic ego and muck around with someone else's.

i'm sorry to sound like a commercial. if you ever reconsider, let me know!


Anonymous said...

haha, i really like this!

Saw you over on read/write poem. Must confess, I also find collaborating very difficult.

Once again, good work, thanks for bringing a smile to my face! :)

Oh, and excellent point mariacristina. :)