Sharing with The Sunday Muse #242.
They will dress me in the tiles that fall
If they leave me dressed at all
They will say I was place apart
Where commerce deep-fried art
Once, they called my children rats
They sneer past my collapse
They forget themselves in me
I took and sold their stories.
Jim, your post from last week really stuck in my head and inspired a short novella about a mannequin that decided she'd prefer apotheosis to recycling...which means malls and stores are still fermenting in the back of my head.
Merlin has been suffering from seasonal allergies this past week, which meant he was at the vet yesterday and today is snoozing off his medicine (and all the salmon treats he's been given...bacon of the sea, bacon of the sea, swimming with the fishes so deliciously!) and enjoying the cool & not rainy weather.
Sending good & cozy wishes!
-- Chrissa
I absolutely love your poem for that painting Chrissa! The opening line is wonderful with wonderful rhythm and the closing line is brilliant! I hope that Merlin is feeling better soon. đź’™Cozy vibes headed your way too my friend! I hope to read your manaquin novela!
ReplyDeletePoor Merlin, a lot of people don't think of their pets as capable of having allergies.
ReplyDeleteYour poem, it sounds like she's a nosey and user of their troubles.
For attorneys, they call this "Ambulance chasing."
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Interesting poem Chrissa; luv that it rhymes. Hope Merlin feels better soon
ReplyDeleteGood Sunday
much❤love
That was an interesting route to take with the photo! I hope Merlin feels better soon!
ReplyDelete"Where commerce deep-fried art" !!!!!
ReplyDeleteI especially love those two opening lines, Chrissa. Feel better quickly, Merlin!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful <3
ReplyDeleteGet better soon Merlin....very cute dog !
ReplyDeleteFeel better soon Merlin. "They will say I was place apart Where commerce deep-fried art" Love the whole poem, but that is a wow line for me!!
ReplyDeleteGood wishes for Merlin. My sister has a cat that has asthma. Love you take on this art.
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