Friday, 11 September 2009

inside, outside, which side

outside of myself
exactly where I wish to be

munching a green apple
careful about those pips

I feel so alive, so alive
even though my tattoo throbs

my spectacles slip
shattered glass reflects thirst

curtains hide that outside
I stay trapped in myself

with my bare fingers
I gorge that triple sundae

half eaten green apple
stares at me accusingly

31 comments:

  1. Ah, the temptations. Enjoyed this.

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  2. This sounds familiar...lol. I can relate to this one. Lovely post!

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  3. Oh wonderful indulger you, I love this, I missed it...where have I been?
    eating ice cream inside my head ;)

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  4. Oh to be able to actually step outside ourselves! All this lovely poem goodness and ice cream to boot :)

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  5. My favorite is:

    Curtains hide that outside, I stay trapped in myself...

    Curtains are hiding you from the outside allowing you to stay trapped.

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  6. Me too, give me a choice and I usually pick naughty over healthy.

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  7. Yah this was nice...
    like the
    half eaten green apple
    stares at me accusingly...

    It made me laugh this mornin.

    Thanks for sharing.

    http://songofsea.wordpress.com/2009/09/13/705/

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  8. The passion for sweetness can overtake but never satisfy....Temptation starves us.

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  9. There is so much symbolism in the apple!

    And I, too, love the line, "outside
    I stay trapped in myself."

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  10. Temptation has been the bane of our lives since the beginning of human existence starting with that dang apple...
    A much enjoyed read Guatami.

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  11. ah nice one dear:)...enjoyed ur pom:)...lovely write:)

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  12. Tattoos are so linked with temptation. That's the title of my post. I loved the image of the green apple, first so refreshing and crispy, and then just a guilt inducer.

    Nice!

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  13. try a fugi apple next time, more sweet, like a sundae, it might get eaten ;-} wonderful poem,, so many layers.
    Spirithelpers

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  14. Life is sweet and sour, and so is some foods ... each stanza stands on it's own, like looking in mirrors --- linked like chains, even broken they are whole. Whatever your thirst, you quenched it well.

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  15. .. apples, temptation and icecream ..

    very good to read ..

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  16. I was here and could almost taste the apple!

    b

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  17. i think to feel pain makes you feel alive. because life comes from suffering. aha :D

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  18. I can well relate...

    curtains hide that outside
    I stay trapped in myself

    I say eat and enjoy the sundae...if that is what you crave.

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  19. Oh Gautami, you did it wrong!
    You should eat the apple and then have the sundae.
    That's the way I do it. I hate those stares of uneaten food.
    ..
    Maybe you didn't do it wrong, that was cruel to say after such a battle here with yourself.
    AND YOU LOST!
    ..

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  20. Our inside sometimes becomes visible this way. A nice surrealistic verse!

    Best wishes
    Ralf

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  21. i like how u have combined these prompts.. neatly done! :)

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  22. that guilt after giving-in is just like a poisoned apple!

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  23. Clever - but the apple will not taste nearly as sweet after the sundae...clever, indeed!

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  24. How do you write such great pieces? Do you write them at one sitting? Or write them in phases?

    I am so intrigued by all your wonderful pieces... where does the idea start?

    please feel free to ignore my questions as that of an envious aspirant.:) I don't mean to be nosy - just wondering...

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  25. Like the worm trapped in a green apple, I eat away my days with the thirst for release.

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  26. Tami my friend. I am with you. Oh how I love sweet things.
    Good poem and liked your images and the one about "my spectacles slip
    shattered glass reflects thirst"
    This is a very suggestive line.
    Well done....

    love-Melanie

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