Sunday, 27 November 2011

weathered



it toppled over-
I placed it against the wall
that redness enhanced by drabness
which hides a story or two
I investigate for clues

"who hid you away from me?"
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29 comments:

  1. The Cello Strings27 November 2011 at 08:09

    simple and beautiful.

    :)

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  2. Brian Miller27 November 2011 at 08:19

    it surely has a few stories between the cushions...

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  3. JANU27 November 2011 at 08:45

    Beautiful and apt.

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  4. Margaret27 November 2011 at 09:33

    I do think that couch has many stories to share... if one is willing to sit upon its cushion-less seat!

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  5. Vasilly27 November 2011 at 09:46

    That was so lovely.

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  6. keiths ramblings27 November 2011 at 10:16

    Another gem!

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  7. Morning27 November 2011 at 10:21

    Nice investigate on possible tales in it.

    well done.

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  8. Monkey Man27 November 2011 at 12:18

    Another beautifully written Sunday 160. Thanks for playing.

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  9. Nara Malone27 November 2011 at 16:36

    That red couch is a bright spot, as is the poem about it.

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  10. oldegg27 November 2011 at 16:41

    There is no way one's mind does not go into overdrive when confronting an image such as this. I loved your extra line indicating a previous connection with the red couch.

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  11. Zoe27 November 2011 at 17:22

    very nice! I, too, want to hear those stories... :)

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  12. izzy27 November 2011 at 19:04

    Yes stories please!

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  13. C Hummel Kornell a/k/a C Hummel Wilson27 November 2011 at 19:43

    Yes, tell us more stories!

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  14. Enchanted Oak27 November 2011 at 20:08

    A beautiful little work, and a pleasure to ponder.
    The shortest epic poem on earth

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  15. Isabel Doyle27 November 2011 at 23:55

    lovely secrets

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  16. Martin28 November 2011 at 00:26

    You're bound to find some answers in the creases of the fabric.

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  17. HyperCRYPTICal28 November 2011 at 01:37

    Lovely.

    Anna :o]

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  18. jaerose28 November 2011 at 01:56

    Your last lines always leave me with such a lasting feeling or thought..not quite explained but explaining the words before..if that makes sense..perfect story telling..Jae

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  19. Tess Kincaid28 November 2011 at 07:37

    I'm sure it has a story or two...even three...

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  20. Trellissimo28 November 2011 at 10:21

    Ingenious Magpie.

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  21. Berowne28 November 2011 at 11:44

    "Redness enhanced by drabness." That really sums it up.

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  22. Tumblewords:28 November 2011 at 19:16

    Clues abound...nicely done!

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  23. chiccoreal28 November 2011 at 19:31

    Dear gautami: Feeling this "drabness" that cries "for clues" yet love of the past stays near and dear "who hid you away from me?". How we hang onto love at all costs, even attachements associated with love, of life.

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  24. Madeleine Begun Kane29 November 2011 at 01:34

    Well done and lovely!

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  25. Lyn29 November 2011 at 04:50

    A fine, enigmatic piece...

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  26. miss pie29 November 2011 at 16:11

    im lovin this red couch with its finely spun color

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  27. Dave King30 November 2011 at 01:25

    Charming, clever, compelling and beautiful. All that in 5 lines. Miraculous!

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  28. Linda30 November 2011 at 07:40

    An interesting and clever approach to the forlorn couch.

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  29. zongrik3 December 2011 at 09:51

    so many hidden stories in so many abandoned sofas

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