Sunday 16 June 2013

escaping from banality

The Promenade, 1918, by Marc Chagall 
don't you dare giggle
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:

  1. I find that last line compelling...

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  2. I could hear those chattering teeth...excellent write...

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  3. Moonshine, and banana splits for supper - I'D stay! Smiles. I love the imagination in this!

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  4. Yes, you certainly escaped from banality!

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  5. That kind of play hurt me, scared me, and imagination helped a lot ...

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  6. I do like my banana splits. I'd stay grounded for them!

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  7. 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 :)

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  8. banana splits for supper :) that will be truly welcomed at home.

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  9. She seems to have a tendency to fly of the hand(le). Clearly she has other charms if banana splits will suffice until later.

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  10. 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!! :)

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  11. Really enjoyed scooping moonshine to wake her up :-)

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  12. I will scoop some moonshine... wonderful piece of work Gautami.

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  13. Very imaginative write, Gautami.

    Pamela

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  14. That was a fun escape from banality!

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  15. Imaginative poetry...and oh yes banana splits for supper...very nice!

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  16. ...I feel sorry for her in this poem.

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  17. I promise I didn't giggle, but I liked this a lot!

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  18. I could eat Banana splits at any time.
    dropping by from dVerse linkup
    Suzy http://ilasoulpoems.blogspot.co.nz/2013/06/siblings.html

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  19. Wonderful use of last Sunday's Wordle words (I tried and couldn't make anything work!). Love the off-kilter tone of this.

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  20. Loved this use of wrinkle as well as your poetry. Banana split for supper. Yes!

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  21. 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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