Monday, 14 March 2011

coloured perspective


I could be a millionaire if I had the money
but I dabble in purple, maybe green too,
with yellow stars thrown in

I can't see the nest, not the wasp
but I know I painted it somewhere
in the whites that you see

I hold the moss reverently
rub it in the background
knowing he will gleefully like it

he had never been accused of being intelligent
but he had been accused of much worse
of painting the rusted hinge into flower bed

"but who are we decide the norms, 
individuality will peep out of nothing, 
I and you would be left lurching"
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39 comments:

  1. Kim Nelson14 March 2011 at 09:47

    Yes... you could be anything, especially dressed in those royal colors.

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  2. Kathe W.14 March 2011 at 09:57

    lovely poem.

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  3. Ramesh Sood14 March 2011 at 10:05

    Indeed so very true..thanks..you always make me think and wonder..I find myself speechless.. but then somehow words flow to comment..well done..

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  4. Nonna Beach14 March 2011 at 10:33

    Very nice...I am not good at poetry but your sure are.Our own perspective about ourselves can be indeed mysterious !

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  5. Jingle14 March 2011 at 10:43

    keep dreaming.
    you rock.


    A++

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  6. honeyhaiku14 March 2011 at 11:21

    Just lovely. So vivid.

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  7. LKHarris-Kolp14 March 2011 at 11:36

    Love the ending!

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  8. Trulyfool14 March 2011 at 12:14

    Gautami,

    As you might realize by now, I do like your approach to poetry.

    There's a coyness to the humor -- or a tease to it.

    Let me in on what I may be mistaking as one of your secrets. I think you've ended with quoted, italicized lines before.

    Are you creating dialogue? Quoting 'a master'? Quoting yourself? Extending the playfulness by notably quoting yourself?

    I like it!

    Trulyfool

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  9. Tracy14 March 2011 at 12:31

    How lovely to write a poem for centus

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  10. thingy14 March 2011 at 13:43

    Beautiful poem, Gautami.

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  11. Elaine14 March 2011 at 13:50

    This is so lovely Gautami. Perfect!

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  12. izzy14 March 2011 at 15:20

    I just love the beginning ! & the wasp,
    moss, -then I think I lose who you mean by " he"- the artist ? thanks !

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  13. Tumblewords:14 March 2011 at 20:13

    The second stanza is wonderfully vivid and I love the final one. A vibrant and creative poem, to be sure!

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  14. Kat15 March 2011 at 03:48

    Such a lovely poem, and such an original use of the prompt. Beautifully written.

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  15. fiveloaf15 March 2011 at 08:22

    great last line.. here's my potluck.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/04/27/cheesecake/

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  16. Helen15 March 2011 at 08:57

    This is a lovely Magpie!

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  17. Amanda Moore15 March 2011 at 09:50

    your use of colors and emotions are combined beautifully!

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  18. Judy15 March 2011 at 10:14

    Lovely images and colors here. Thanks for sharing this poem.

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  19. Deborah15 March 2011 at 10:23

    I loved this, especially the first 3 lines ... just gorgeous, a delight to read!

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  20. lightverse15 March 2011 at 10:23

    You have such an amazing way with words - to conjure up images and to set ideas free-floating in the breeze. What a brilliant read.

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  21. April15 March 2011 at 11:11

    You have a special gift - beautiful poem and quote.

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  22. jabblog15 March 2011 at 11:35

    Delightful, Gautami:-)

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  23. Jo15 March 2011 at 11:43

    this was just gorgeous ... yes, gorgeous ...

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  24. Tess Kincaid15 March 2011 at 11:53

    This piece made my hands itch to get into some moss and soil. Looking forward to spring and garden.

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  25. Jinksy15 March 2011 at 12:14

    Beautiful images worthy of the Royal Purple. :)

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  26. Martin H.15 March 2011 at 12:47

    I love the idea of yellow stars thrown in.

    Poetry24…where news is the Muse

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  27. Sue15 March 2011 at 13:25

    Nice! And you managed to kill two birds with one stone on prompts, too. (Clever girl.)

    =)

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  28. ~T~15 March 2011 at 16:06

    I love the first stanza!

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  29. Shari Sunday15 March 2011 at 17:28

    Purple and green with yellow stars thrown in. This is lovely.

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  30. sharplittlepencil15 March 2011 at 18:54

    "Painting the rusty hinge into flower bed." That image alone made this a standout, Gautami! Great take on the prompt - I think you got me started on Carry on Tuesday, so thanks!

    Here's mine:
    http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/03/16/if-i-had-the-money/

    Peace, Amy

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  31. Mary15 March 2011 at 19:03

    Gautami, this is a beautiful poem. I love "Individualitry will peep out of nothing." So true. And you definitely show your individuality in your poetry.

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  32. Jim Swindle15 March 2011 at 19:54

    You're wonderfully creative in your poetry.

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  33. Gloria16 March 2011 at 06:34

    You paint a lovely picture with your words.

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  34. HyperCRYPTICal16 March 2011 at 06:46

    Love it - so beautifully descriptive. A work of art.

    Anna:o]

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  35. Rekha16 March 2011 at 13:34

    to combine two prompts into something wonderfully individual piece speaks for itself...yes, who are we to judge

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  36. Kavita17 March 2011 at 02:11

    Aahh.. really liked the lines in quotes.. very thought provoking!

    By the way, I just found out today (from your blog) that you are not okay with being addressed to as G.. And I realized that I have (albeit unintentionally) done that a few times in the past.. So, my sincerest apologies about that, Gautami..

    Thanks..

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  37. girl dreaming18 March 2011 at 11:25

    for me this poem does what poetry does so well, help us to imagine what seems other than the everyday way of doing things and living life. very lovely and imaginative!

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  38. Anna19 March 2011 at 06:30

    Lovely poem! I don't understand how you do it!
    Best wishes,
    Anna
    Anna's SC week 45

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  39. Jenny20 March 2011 at 17:59

    You are a true artist of words.

    You spin and you weave and you cast vowels and syllables out carefully and end up with tapestry of substance and beauty that surprises me each time.

    I'm curious what your background is?

    You are really an incredible writer.

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