Thursday, January 19, 2012
55 - I think I left my deity around here somewhere, can you help me find it?
OMG they text
down side streets
along worn wood pew backs,
little dips where bowed heads rest
prayer rugs east,
tongued communion cups,
furious grunts, during bathroom visits,
counted beads, conjugal picnics &
forest floor tree knots, not finding
HEr anywhere, cause sHE
looks nothing like
who they see
in the mirror.
Tell a story in 55 words. Give it a try or just read more, go see g-man.
Over at dVerse Poets, we are looking at Imagist poetry, which I understand on some level and on others I have no clue. Victoria leads us on this merry chase, there are several online articles and examples. I did not use any metaphor that I can see, so I got at least one thing right. The worst that can happen is you fail and write again tomorrow. Ha. Do check it out.
The owl picture is a random picture I found online, having nothing to do with the poem...or does it. Hmmm. Haha.