Saturday 25 October 2008

grabbing at the bragging ways

whoever said she has got great gift
of the gab gave her a good back stab

you grab her words with your might
when moon looks askance at night

she burrow herself in deep shadows
hiding herself from her eternal foes

all the while she spits fire from her lips
her cursing words are yours for keeps

afterwards she so wishes to be a good witch
mending your torns parts with tiny stitches

she tries to keep her feet from dragging
Believe her when she says she is not bragging

shrugging her shoulders she will go on
tearing you apart, she will gnaw on your bone

by now you must know, hers is not a gift
of the gab. she is nothing but an old hag

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I began it as a fun poem. Somehow it ended this way...

36 comments:

  1. Just a fun poem? You nailed it perfectly! How often is bragging just a way of saying, "I am great and you are not"?

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  2. Nah, it's still fun. Just because it's a little dark doesn't mean it can't be fun.

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  3. Nice one! poetry should be fun and sometime dark.

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  4. Your rhyming couplets give this a whimsical feel.

    Isn't it funny the way a poem goes where it wants to go?

    Love it!

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  5. Nice!

    "she burrow herself in deep shadows
    hiding herself from her eternal foes" - this line really spoke to me!

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  6. gautami -

    a bit of cutting wit... I enjoyed the read -- thanks!

    ...rob

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  7. Wonderful poem.
    Something in mind
    when pen them down
    turn out to be different
    mind is very powerful.

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  8. What a wicked little poem . Loved it.

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  9. Poem will do things like that: change their mood while we are not looking.

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  10. This sounds like a dysfunctional relationship-still a great poem though.
    Thank you for sharing it.

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  11. Ha! I know a few hags myself, guatami! And I enjoyed your light-hearted fun with a not-so good witch!

    I loved 'when moon looks askance at night' That and the good witch both give your poem a Halloween vibe!

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  12. Loved this. And we all know such people.

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  13. The fun of this is in part the surreal moment at the end. Great stuff.

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  14. "you grab her words with your might
    when moon looks askance at night"


    Love these lines

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  15. I like dark! And I think this one can be read for "fun" or for "dark" or for "dark fun" - very versatile! :-)

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  16. Really great poem! Loved every line!

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  17. This was a fun read and great use of the prompt. I liked the twists and turns along the way to the ending.

    www.mypoeticpath.wordpress.com

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  18. Amazing here words lead us, eh? Enjoyed this one. How are you, Gautami?

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  19. Truth usually finds its way out. Nice job! XXOO

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  20. Ah, yes, the charming chatty soul, whose smile is venom and whose words are laced with poison. We've all met them.

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  21. Hi Gautami, love the bit about eternal foes, you really must be tuned in to some good stuff!

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  22. Gift of the gab - another 'gift' we often abuse or mis-direct.

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  23. Comedic observations do not arrive via happy thoughts in the warm puppy part of your brain...
    honest comedy sears our consciousness because it arises from the darkest, unswept, corners of the soul.

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  24. Nothing wrong with a shift in direction! I enjoyed this read and surely can relate to it!!

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  25. I really like the dark humor in this poem. Isn't it amazing where the words lead!

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  26. I was thinking Halloween when I read this, too. It is a fun poem!

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  27. so witty! especially the spitting fire of lips...for keeps, i like saying it over and over :)

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  28. Oy vey!
    'She' seems like the hag of mythology. Wonder what she turns into if she's ever, really, kissed?

    Thanks--

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  29. Nicely done. All 'fun' peotry doesn't have to be light in nature. it reminds me of children's poetry, actually, and how most of those teach a life lesson whilst also being fun.

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  30. g, that is so very very good... "..spits fire from her lips.." and "..with tiny stitches..." she will gnaw on your bone... ouch... i pray i do not meet her soon...

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  31. a very witty reminder to use one's words wisely!

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