Friday, 17 April 2009

swirling with eggshells and apples








she welcomes you into her hearth,
her lopsided smiles takes you in
her castle rustles in the night
with darkened but cosy corners

she strums her guitar for you
sound of ocean intrudes from outside
her oven is ready for casseroles
and pot bubbles over with aromatic spices

all the while enticed by her warmth
you wish for the food to be served now
a refreshing drink is handed over to you
which you relish, finishing it fast

in that gleaming and steaming cauldron
your bones dance with your liver
swirling with eggshells and apples
detachedly you think about your heart

"missing it is not, she sucks on it delicately
sitting on top of invisible fence of her deceit"
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19 comments:

  1. sage17 April 2009 at 05:10

    Reading this, I had the sensation I was being lured into a black widow's web... nicely done

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  2. BooksPlease17 April 2009 at 09:14

    Deliciously horrific - I enjoyed this with shivers down my spine!

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  3. rob kistner17 April 2009 at 09:40

    Gautami -

    I was quite taken by this piece. Dark and captivating -- well done…

    Come discover what’s Gone.

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  4. desert rat17 April 2009 at 09:53

    Enticing and creepy. If the title hadn't acted as a warning, I would have been totally taken in by the cosy corners and lopsided smile, and never seen that last bit coming.

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  5. gautami tripathy17 April 2009 at 09:59

    Desert Rat: Right after I put that title, I have been thinking of changing it. Just haven't come up with good one. Maybe I should leave it untitled..

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  6. polona17 April 2009 at 10:32

    horror at its best

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  7. watermaid17 April 2009 at 10:38

    'Swirling with eggshells and apples' is a terrific line even if I don't know what it means.

    I didn't trust her from the outset.

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  8. bitchyangel17 April 2009 at 11:07

    dark...

    "missing it not..."

    i enjoyed reading this..

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  9. jimmmaaa17 April 2009 at 12:02

    Great poem Gautami! I didn't realize until the end that it was a Witches Cauldron or something similar.

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  10. Linda Jacobs17 April 2009 at 12:39

    I'm with Watermaid; this is a great line: "swirling with eggshells and apples." I'm not sure, either, exactly what it means but the words make a great image.

    I also like the 'fence of deceit." Cool way of writing it!

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  11. Sweet Talking Guy..17 April 2009 at 12:53

    So that's how you're going to trap me?

    Scary!

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  12. Lori17 April 2009 at 14:00

    I get a picture of a beautiful woman luring a man to enticement. When he's completely bewitched is when he "sees" the real her for the first time. Turns out she's a horrid witch in disguise just out of another "beauty treatment." LOL

    GREAT post!

    http://lori102870.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-your-absencenapowrimo-17-part-2by-me.html

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  13. Erin Davis17 April 2009 at 17:52

    Intriguing and chilling!

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  14. Christy17 April 2009 at 18:28

    a chilling tale
    well done!

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  15. Pam18 April 2009 at 05:29

    Very dark indeed. The character is alluring and you can see why someone would fall into her trap.

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  16. Janice Thomson18 April 2009 at 08:36

    Absolutely love this line:"...your bones dance with your liver..." - what an image!
    Fantastic ending to this captivating piece.

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  17. Phil Thrift18 April 2009 at 11:59

    I loved the imagery. Haunting.

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  18. Neverending Story19 April 2009 at 01:43

    Well done again!! Gautami. You set the bar very high.

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  19. sarah19 April 2009 at 12:51

    I love spooky poetry like this, and you do it very well.

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