outside of myself
exactly where I wish to be
munching a green apple
careful about those pips
I feel so alive, so alive
even though my tattoo throbs
my spectacles slip
shattered glass reflects thirst
curtains hide that outside
I stay trapped in myself
with my bare fingers
I gorge that triple sundae
half eaten green apple
stares at me accusingly
31 comments:
Ah, the temptations. Enjoyed this.
This sounds familiar...lol. I can relate to this one. Lovely post!
Rich and lush and vivid!
Oh wonderful indulger you, I love this, I missed it...where have I been?
eating ice cream inside my head ;)
Oh to be able to actually step outside ourselves! All this lovely poem goodness and ice cream to boot :)
My favorite is:
Curtains hide that outside, I stay trapped in myself...
Curtains are hiding you from the outside allowing you to stay trapped.
Me too, give me a choice and I usually pick naughty over healthy.
Yah this was nice...
like the
half eaten green apple
stares at me accusingly...
It made me laugh this mornin.
Thanks for sharing.
http://songofsea.wordpress.com/2009/09/13/705/
The passion for sweetness can overtake but never satisfy....Temptation starves us.
There is so much symbolism in the apple!
And I, too, love the line, "outside
I stay trapped in myself."
Temptation has been the bane of our lives since the beginning of human existence starting with that dang apple...
A much enjoyed read Guatami.
ah nice one dear:)...enjoyed ur pom:)...lovely write:)
Tattoos are so linked with temptation. That's the title of my post. I loved the image of the green apple, first so refreshing and crispy, and then just a guilt inducer.
Nice!
try a fugi apple next time, more sweet, like a sundae, it might get eaten ;-} wonderful poem,, so many layers.
Spirithelpers
Life is sweet and sour, and so is some foods ... each stanza stands on it's own, like looking in mirrors --- linked like chains, even broken they are whole. Whatever your thirst, you quenched it well.
A really tasty poem and I loved it!
.. apples, temptation and icecream ..
very good to read ..
I was here and could almost taste the apple!
b
Sweet thirst for it all....
i think to feel pain makes you feel alive. because life comes from suffering. aha :D
I can well relate...
curtains hide that outside
I stay trapped in myself
I say eat and enjoy the sundae...if that is what you crave.
well done! tantillizing!
Oh Gautami, you did it wrong!
You should eat the apple and then have the sundae.
That's the way I do it. I hate those stares of uneaten food.
..
Maybe you didn't do it wrong, that was cruel to say after such a battle here with yourself.
AND YOU LOST!
..
:D. Enjoyed as usual
Our inside sometimes becomes visible this way. A nice surrealistic verse!
Best wishes
Ralf
i like how u have combined these prompts.. neatly done! :)
that guilt after giving-in is just like a poisoned apple!
Clever - but the apple will not taste nearly as sweet after the sundae...clever, indeed!
How do you write such great pieces? Do you write them at one sitting? Or write them in phases?
I am so intrigued by all your wonderful pieces... where does the idea start?
please feel free to ignore my questions as that of an envious aspirant.:) I don't mean to be nosy - just wondering...
Like the worm trapped in a green apple, I eat away my days with the thirst for release.
Tami my friend. I am with you. Oh how I love sweet things.
Good poem and liked your images and the one about "my spectacles slip
shattered glass reflects thirst"
This is a very suggestive line.
Well done....
love-Melanie
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