Three Word Wednesday where you write something using the three prompt words.
This week's words are charm, feast, robust
P A C K A G E D
I am bound around with sticky tape marking me fragile
this sturdy parcel of me is not robust, It bends and tears
If I am handled roughly, little things inside me shatter
I'm swaddled in wadding. . . the extra padding helps
this sturdy parcel of me is not robust, It bends and tears
If I am handled roughly, little things inside me shatter
I'm swaddled in wadding. . . the extra padding helps
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
If I am handled with care, moved gently, not jolted
my tune plays, the ringing charm of me begins to sing
the air becomes light and sparkles, fractured with laughter
the peaceful gliding doves land and feed without danger
my tune plays, the ringing charm of me begins to sing
the air becomes light and sparkles, fractured with laughter
the peaceful gliding doves land and feed without danger
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Scattered seed, strewn like confetti a feast on the dark earth
the soft grey feathers of them, a balm that dresses all wounds
dark night swooping, falling in graceful folds around my neck
the tattered, battered, packaging of me falls gentle at my feet
the soft grey feathers of them, a balm that dresses all wounds
dark night swooping, falling in graceful folds around my neck
the tattered, battered, packaging of me falls gentle at my feet
17 comments:
this has a sweetness to it, a lyrical sense, like a dream set to music. Does that make sense? I like it.
Thanks very much Thom. Yes it does make sense and now you say it I can see it too.
Thanks for your visit, it is good to meet you. :-)
Love the creative description of this piece.
This is beautiful! Reading good poetry always makes me want to write my own, but I know that's not where my gift lies.
Can't wait to read more!
Nice. I like how the poem moves from one sound and one image to another.
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This is just so sweet Susannah!
If only carefully handled, then it could really be a wonderful package!
Love it. That's all I can say: love it.
A wonderfully written self discriptive piece, beautifully poetic :o)
Lovely, on so many levels.My fav part- If I am handled with care, moved gently, not jolted/ my tune plays, the ringing charm of me begins to sing/ the air becomes light and sparkles, fractured with laughter
A good concept, well handled. It's what we do, experimenting here and there. I like what has happened here.
What a lovely piece! I especially love "the ringing charm of me begins to sing". It reminds me of Walt Whitman. Very well done.
Susannah this is truly beautiful...i love it! :-)
Lovely
Thanks very much for your comments, I really appreciate them.
Thanks for dropping in and reading!
Good to meet you. :-)
I think my packaging has suffered fron too much rough handling. My bubble wrap is popping in protest! LOL :) I loved the idea here.
smart post.
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