Sunday, May 27, 2012

MAGPIE...Prompt #119


                                               HOUSE AT DUSK/ 1935/ Edward Hopper


THANKS TO TESS at Magpie Tales....


RENTERS

Shades are pulled up
to welcome the night.
Birds flutter
against the glass,
but halt,
seeing a cage
I prepared long ago.

Telltale hearts
are beating next door,
dancers in the dusk
inhale each others breath,
ice cubes melt in amber,
other callers
with hungry voices
plead, "Do it again".

Put the money on the dresser, hon.
See you next month.
By the way,
how are your kids?
Really?
Time flies.


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Monday, May 21, 2012

MAGPIE...Prompt #118


                           
                                  The Circus With Yellow Clown/ 1967/ Marc Chagall


THANKS TO TESS, at Magpie TalesAnother intriguing challenge!


THE MIDNIGHT CLOWN

I did it well,
play the fool
in your wit's grasp,

mistook that pale aura
for gold.

Just because
you had a winning grin,
I assumed tender roots
entwined your heart.

But even children fear
the midnight clown,

pinch their eyes shut,
against the wicked jig
that sways a hip.

Not honey on the tongue
but gritty sand.

You prance,
come dance with me,
let's have some fun.


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Sunday, May 13, 2012

MAGPIE...Prompt #117


                                                         The Meal/ 1891/ Paul Gauguin


Thank you Tess, for this tasty Magpie Tales....


RECIPE/ Enchiladas For Lunch

Chop an onion,
let the tears flow,
place the cilantro to the side.

I mean garlic,
when I say garlic,
let it perform
its breathless way.

Shake that Salsa Verde
as if you're doing the cha-cha.
Then tear a chicken
to smithereens,
but first let it cool its bones.

Roll that tortilla
over and back,
stuff it
with the kitchen sink.

Fill it chock full,
of red chili flakes,
kiss that chicken good-bye,
then top it all
with a gooey queso,
make sure that
it's very fresco.

Turn the heat to soaring.
Lick a lime,
it could be your last.
Let the devil
pass the pizzazz.


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Sunday, May 6, 2012

MAGPIE...Prompt #116


                                       
                                              River Irwell/ R.A.D. Stainforth

Lovely river...thank you Tess for the inspiration...Magpie Tales...


AFLOAT

Ashes, spilled last week,
float by,
recalling some one's grief.

In those shadows
along the green shore,
a breath of darkness,
the black wind itself,
pushes a wave to break
and wash me downstream.

A ripple fondles your skin.
I lick blue points of chill
from your arms,

and choose to float
within your shell,

a model Venus
rising in your river,
waiting to be buoyant.


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