Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Sorry about your amber scarf. I bet it ran off with my first vocal recorder, my long green sock, and my brother's first piggy-bank, the latter which went missing in 1969.
Nice, and if your furniture is at all like mine, it's probably also hiding a single sock or two. :) Loved the bit about finding a breath and not knowing whether it's "yours or mine" - something deeply sensual about this, I think...
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Very nice...as always..Gautami..
right, what does happen to all those experiences? good answer!
The personification of the couch is well done; and the reference to Pandora's Box fitting when considering memories.
Couches have great appetites. Like Dustus, I love the personification of the couch.
Wonderful and creative! Just like walls, if only the couch could talk...
That explains so much! I'll check my couch and see if it ate my long term memory (as well as my spare time).
Great 55, Gautami!
haha...hoping i find a little change inmy couch...nice ref to pandoras box...
splendid creativity!
Yes Gautami, Ive been 'Mugged' by the furniture a few times in my life
Excellent 55 My Friend.
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End...G
ooh, this is beautiful!
Very interesting point of view! Thanks for playing. You did very well. If you would like to catch my 55:
Click here to check my 55 out
and my knitting needle!
That answers a lot of qestions... :)
Ah—what you found is a story in itself
Very nice! Let's hope the couch never talks! Does it take socks from the dryer too?
Oh how true! I love it, specially the reference to the legendary Pandora - if we hope, we will always find because of the indestructibility of matter.
What a great 55 - the personification of the furniture is brilliant!
So many times one loses one's breath, and now we learn, it remains.
lolsssss..
That's nice.. furnitures n their appetite!
Memento
Weekend Hugs xx
It's enough to make you think twice about sticking your hand down between the pillows, isn't it?
Love the images and witty punchline.
~laurie
beautiful
Sorry about your amber scarf. I bet it ran off with my first vocal recorder, my long green sock, and my brother's first piggy-bank, the latter which went missing in 1969.
xo
I love the reference to and confusion about the breath... wonderful change of tone, topic.
An excellent reference, Gautami.
Pamela
Exemplary, clever.
Nice, and if your furniture is at all like mine, it's probably also hiding a single sock or two. :) Loved the bit about finding a breath and not knowing whether it's "yours or mine" - something deeply sensual about this, I think...
Very enjoyable...and what would the amber scarf say if ever found?
I liked the pathos in the situation.
but as a person with major foot in the mouth syndrome...this can actually be a scary situation to be in, for me. :p
What is it about the strange appetites of sofas? This captures a strange truth very well.
Voracious appetite indeed! And they have swallowed my remotes, phones and even laptop power cords. Nice work.
I really like the simplicity of this one - the images are little capsules of a relationship.
one of my favorites of yours. clear, yet mysterious. lovely balance.
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