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| The Promenade, 1918, by Marc Chagall |
she is not flying
it is just a crazy illusion
her chattering teeth shatters the silence
I will scoop some moonshine
that will wake her up
she escaped from her home
a cave of a home
such a banal life
she thinks she cut all ties
just a wrinkle you see here
all will be normal
I will do anything to make her stay
"she will make banana splits
that will be our meal for supper"
24 comments:
I find that last line compelling...
I could hear those chattering teeth...excellent write...
Sorry, I did giggle!!!!
Moonshine, and banana splits for supper - I'D stay! Smiles. I love the imagination in this!
Yes, you certainly escaped from banality!
That kind of play hurt me, scared me, and imagination helped a lot ...
I do like my banana splits. I'd stay grounded for them!
Thanks for your visit to my 112 post, 113 is up now too.
I really like the artist and your piece is very complementary. I remember as a child, having Ice cream and cake for breakfast. Milk, flour and eggs - just in a different form :)
banana splits for supper :) that will be truly welcomed at home.
She seems to have a tendency to fly of the hand(le). Clearly she has other charms if banana splits will suffice until later.
Gautami you are blessed with a wild imagination and today is no different!! Like that undercurrent through the poem, all is well that ends well!! :)
Really enjoyed scooping moonshine to wake her up :-)
I will scoop some moonshine... wonderful piece of work Gautami.
Very imaginative write, Gautami.
Pamela
enjoyed
much love...
That was a fun escape from banality!
Imaginative poetry...and oh yes banana splits for supper...very nice!
...I feel sorry for her in this poem.
I promise I didn't giggle, but I liked this a lot!
banana splits for supper!
I could eat Banana splits at any time.
dropping by from dVerse linkup
Suzy http://ilasoulpoems.blogspot.co.nz/2013/06/siblings.html
Wonderful use of last Sunday's Wordle words (I tried and couldn't make anything work!). Love the off-kilter tone of this.
Loved this use of wrinkle as well as your poetry. Banana split for supper. Yes!
Sounds like out of the frying pan into the fire to me.
Most original take I've seen today. And I think it fits the art very well.
=)
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