Tuesday, 1 February 2011

uneven

In the cobbled stones

I let my dreams run riot
I think of flaky pastries
soft and melting 
may be a chocolate brownie too
sprinkled with nuts

is it paint that has coagulated
sticking to my shoes?
I prefer mud
which has your footprints
cemented in it

butter-papered biscuits
burnt in the oven
hardened to carbon
I am left with cobblestones
mortar to bind the

"if you want you can taste the ground"
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26 comments:

  1. anthonynorth1 February 2011 at 08:24

    Powerful words, as always.

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  2. Old Ollie1 February 2011 at 08:46

    "which has your footprints
    cemented in it"

    Cool line!

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  3. Ramesh Sood1 February 2011 at 08:54

    Another good one..

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  4. Tess Kincaid1 February 2011 at 11:27

    Who would have thought bricks could make me so hungry?

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  5. Lyn1 February 2011 at 11:31

    What a mixture of strength and temptation..can feel it all!!

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  6. Short Poems1 February 2011 at 14:56

    Powerful and wise words, love it :)

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  7. Kristen Haskell1 February 2011 at 15:29

    I said this before but I will say it again. The muddy prints always tell us where we have been.

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  8. Suko1 February 2011 at 17:19

    I love this poem, from title to chocolate brownie to tasting the ground.

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  9. Mary2 February 2011 at 05:03

    Beautiful images in this poem make me hungry as I read.

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  10. Elizabeth2 February 2011 at 07:35

    Gautami, really like this one, like the delicate bits of food, interspersed with the images of bricks and cemented footprints. As usual, really good writing,

    Elizabeth

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  11. flaubert2 February 2011 at 08:24

    Gautami beautiful images created here.
    Pamela

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  12. Trulyfool2 February 2011 at 08:59

    Gautami,

    Wonderful images knocking against each other (as so often you do!)

    Trulyfool

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  13. Joseph Harker2 February 2011 at 10:07

    My favorite part was actually:
    "butter-papered biscuits
    burnt in the oven
    hardened to carbon"

    Maybe not as appetizing as those brownies, but a fantastic chain of phrases.

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  14. Tumblewords:2 February 2011 at 15:27

    Oh, nicely done - as usual. Love the butter-papered biscuits...

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  15. signed...bkm2 February 2011 at 17:29

    I can see the chocolate brownies in those bricks... the second half of poem is powerful.."mud, which has your footprints cemented in it..." nice...bkm

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  16. Linda2 February 2011 at 20:44

    So many food references from bricks. Although I've had some food that resembled bricks. Nice job.

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  17. girldaydreaming2 February 2011 at 21:26

    incredibly delicate and enticing... lovely.

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  18. Caty2 February 2011 at 21:53

    this was very enticing...chocolate brownies with nuts..I love leaving footprints in the mud. Enjoyed it as always!

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  19. spacedlaw2 February 2011 at 22:21

    Interesting vision. The thought of all this food makes me hungry.

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  20. lightverse3 February 2011 at 09:03

    This was such an amazing poem - and your imagination really does run riot! So much brilliant imagery! I am hungry just reading your words!

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  21. Jinksy3 February 2011 at 10:12

    I prefer mud
    which has your footprints
    cemented in it

    Aww!! :)

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  22. irene3 February 2011 at 18:12

    There's a palatable strangeness about this.

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  23. Reflections3 February 2011 at 20:35

    Love the footprints you have left here... cemented for the world to find.

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  24. Pam (@iwriteinbooks)4 February 2011 at 06:01

    Oh I like both of these. They're both "beautiful" in their own ways, different than the other and different from probably the conventional definition of beautiful.

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  25. ravenswingpoetry.com4 February 2011 at 06:41

    The imagery is beautiful here, especially in the second stanza. And the first stanza made me hungry. :)

    -Nicole

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  26. Jingle5 February 2011 at 17:45

    wondrous tale.
    well penned.

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