Your evil villain wants to rule the world. Write about her (or his) reasons.
Friday 5 has the following words. I combine both.
mustard
piano
elastic
moat
notorious
played by her reclusive notorious neighbour,
she spatters mustard seeds in oil, adds cut
vegetables, stirring to the tunes of Beethoven.
thin line between practical life merges with
transient one. moat separating minds has to
taken down, leaving it unfastened for winds
of change. her past is a closed chapter, gone
forever to be forgotten like any bad dream.
wanting to rule the world, she had changed
her direction after landing up in a tranquil
place. vast wasteland soothed frayed edges.
pulling out loosened elastic out of pyjamas,
she puts another, stitching it meticulously.
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I put this linky thing, so that you leave direct links to your blogs. As blogger is not helping, self help is important!
i feel in many ways your evil villain is me,,, gone are all the feelings of domination or supremacy,, and left now,, in elastic waited pajamas,, in a tranquil place,,, i await the winds of change... this was lovely ... just lovely.....
ReplyDeleteI throughly enjoyed the read...very well done.
ReplyDeleteYour poem is simply beautiful. Sometimes to forget our past is a blessing. I used to wonder if I would ever land in a more tranquil place before I met John. Thank you for sharing such a wonderful poem. Keep up the good work.
ReplyDeleteLike Paisely I somehow feel that your evil villain is me... lost were the dreams of granduer... but a new chapter in my life seems to indicate they may return... if these damned final exams don't kill me first.
ReplyDeleteNicely done, Gautami.
I like the last part -pulling out loosened elastic out of pyjamas,
ReplyDeleteshe puts another, stitching it meticulously.
She seem like a mother who had lived out her life and now had settle into a comfortable place in her life but not before going through some rough patches.
Hello! I've tagged you for a meme. ;)
ReplyDeletestirring to the tunes of Beethoven - draws the line, I think...marks the borders in a lovely way.
ReplyDeleteLovely job! Well done!
ReplyDeleteMad Kane
interesting...a determination into world domination, compared to mindless genocides... nice.
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I like the touch about elastic, a kind of metaphor in the story about the tension of crossing the 'moat'. Very good.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad Michele sent me this way to say "hello" today!
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I love your ability to combine memes gautami!
ReplyDeleteAn evil villain who has given up on their villainy for a life of domestication? Happens to us all in the end I guess!
Hi, or the more formal, Hello, Michele sent me - to say that I really liked that poem...and I even understood it! Hey, I am getting better at enjoying poetry!
ReplyDeleteHello! I passed to see your work, always very good, and to desire a good weekend
ReplyDeleteDavid Santos
Using Mr. Linky is a great idea, Gautami, thank you. And putting the instructions to link within is really sweet.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful poem, and for some reason, the last stanza just really stood out for me.
"thin line between practical life merges with
ReplyDeletetransient one. moat separating minds has to" is defintely the one for me, liked it very much...you used the words so well. thanks, Gautami.
The couplets are a wonderful form. I felt like I was in the room with the woman while she cooked, listening to the music through the walls. The word "notorious" made me wonder if the musician was going to do something terrible to her. I also remember reading another of your poems where the narrator can't stand to listen to music anymore because he lost his beloved. So I'm sensing a mystery here.
ReplyDeleteYour writing keeps getting better and better, gautami.
"pulling out loosened elastic out of pyjamas,. . ."
ReplyDeleteI read her holding on to something, not completely letting go especially since she is meticulous about the stitching. Thanks for the read.
interesting meme you got there. and your take isn't bad either.
ReplyDeleteloved the pace of the pictures unfolding....seemingly peaceful and accepting...there's' nothing like watching someone move forward to getcha goin..
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