Sunday, October 7, 2012

Yesterday ...


Sunflowers suffer a brisk death.

Surviving in summery distress is an art.
She holds the fruit of paradise between sunburned lips.
Rhone detached her hat from a sleepy shopkeeper,
and crowned her with it and his intoxicating lovemaking.

Miserably loud crows filter in and out of the sun, only half afraid.
She remembers when men fell to their knees at the sight of her.


S.


38 comments:

  1. ugh..the merciless lovemaking gave me a sting...also her memories at better days...i like how you use the images

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  2. Oo to crown with love making. I'll have to try that sometime.

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  3. Yes surviving in distress is an art indeed!

    Nice poem.

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  4. love the use of words!

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  5. Ouch! Damn that merciless lovemaking. Ty, Claudia.

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  6. __Deeple felt, Shauna; yesterdays, remain with us all, the ripened fruit. An echo. _m

    a crow flock
    counts these years of memory
    this ripened fruit

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  7. Thanks honey for stopping by my blog! I like yours!
    xoxo
    Silvia
    http://bohememoi.blogspot.com

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  8. You make me think of how much I give up for the sake of feeling loved. Not worth it. Beautifully written poem.

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  9. Poor Rose (was her name Rose?). Nice 'scarecrow' write, Shauna.
    Your lovely poem reminded me of an old song, 'Second Hand Rose,' sung by Barbra Streisand:

    "Second Hand Rose

    Father has a business strictly second hand
    Everything from toothpicks to a baby-grand
    Stuff in our apartment came from fathers store
    Even things Im wearing someone wore before
    Its no wonder that I feel abused
    I never get a thing that aint been used

    Im wearing second hand hats
    Second hand clothes
    That's why they call me
    Second hand rose

    ... [and much more]
    "

    ..

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  10. Maygar, you're a genius with the soul of a poet, or vice versa.
    Excellent!

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  11. Your blog is sublime, Silvia.

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  12. Sandy, you are on target. It is a shame when I
    think about how much women give up for love,
    however in some cases it's totally worth it.

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  13. Really, hmmm...Maybe I should change the word
    merciless. Ty.

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    poems, very soon. Ty, Priscila.

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  21. great this post and words honey, i really love it!

    xx

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  25. Sigh. So romantic. The two closing lines are stellar.

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