sweat trickles down on my back
shades too hurts my eyes
from that french window
afternoon sun stares at me
glaring at it I stare back
and look down blindingly
bending I scratch at my itchy foot
falling sloppily on my side
my side table topples over
spilling varied things on the floor
I right myself, getting up awkwardly
my left sole crushes the flowers
which you had plucked in spring
for me, for us, to celebrate us
as bright as those daffodils
open and welcoming,
pervading into our senses
but now dried and dead
'if only I had that knack
to glare proudly like the sun
and force down your stare'
This evoked some powerful emotions...you used some wonderfully vivid imagery!
ReplyDeleteOh now that one I liked. Great imagery.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Fledgling and Witch...great use of imagery throughout the poem. I love the third stanza.
ReplyDeleteNicely done, Gautami
ReplyDeleteNice write. Where are you? Not seen in Tell A Tale? There is a new prompt and it relates so well. Wish to see you there soon.
ReplyDeleteTake care and Write On!!
This does bring up some powerful, raw emotion. Nicely done.
ReplyDeletepowerful imagery here - !
ReplyDeleteHi Gautami, nice little story in there!
ReplyDeleteVery nicely done. You do have that strength!
ReplyDeleteStrong and vivid. Great imagery.
ReplyDeletePowerful. Last para is simply brilliant.
ReplyDeleteIndeed summer seem to have visited your city already :)
ReplyDeletedifferent thought..
ReplyDeleteyou always bring the picture right in front of my eyes..
You managed to transport me to a heat and headiness I cannot feel in our cool weather.
ReplyDeleteVery emotional.
ReplyDeleteNice imagery!!
ReplyDeleteAlmost a scene..
Wow, very impressive, gosh I could see that poem, wow
ReplyDelete"If only . . .'
ReplyDeleteWell done!
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I love the phrase, "...to glare proudly like the sun."
ReplyDeleteDefinitely richly imaged.
I really like the way you layer one image on top of another here. I could see it all, which really helped me feel it!
ReplyDeletelovely...
ReplyDeleteloved especially this :
'if only I had that knack
to glare proudly like the sun
and force down your stare'
I really enjoyed this one, Gautami. It made me hungry to know the rest of the story.
ReplyDeletepowerful last verse!
ReplyDeletehello g, another emotion packed story that wanders through your life in minut details..just as another day but yet speaks loudly of love or is it the lack thereof... always enjoy coming by and reading yr poetry.. it is as if you just speak and write w/o holding back... something i need to do more of.. freedom of expression...
ReplyDeleteI like that there's a story here but it's open to interpretation. No tidy endings, and that makes it cool.
ReplyDeleteI love your gift of being able to put the reader right there in the moment!
ReplyDeleteVery sad but beautifully written!
yes I remember that kind of heat!
ReplyDeleteFantastic imagery throughout Guatami.
ReplyDeleteLove that last verse.