Monday, July 04, 2005

The nature challenge -


Music breezes down the hall
lifting skirt and curl like August.
Schools of silver flatware
jiggle in their basin.
The plump black kettle
steams her glossy sides, licks the cupboard fronts.
Her song darts out startling tea bags
perched above the stove,
nestled in their boxy beds. In a clumpy
clay vase, yesterday's brushes
clutch each other, smell like ochre,
and sienna. Their sable heads nod
as the evening lights turn up
and spindle shadows
stretch their languid limbs across the rug.
Pillows on the couch reach up to the lamplight,
gather it into their velvet mouths.
On my lap a fleecy blanket purrs,
adjusting itself as each of my papers turn.
The pages are curling
and sliding to the floor where long boards
spread and glide. Somewhere
deep in shadow, a clock chuckles,
a facet finally lets its offspring go.
Their bright bodies bloom for her,
giggling as they catch the lip of night
and fall away.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

kewl, Jude,

I miss you,


12:39 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thanks HA!
You might be seeing more of me at BlueLine in the near future ...


10:38 AM  
Blogger Billy Jones said...

Howdy Jude,
I found your link to in my referral logs, popped in, saw you're a poet too, then added you to the Poetsarus list of links. Thanks. -Billy Jones

3:55 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Great. Thanks Billy

10:11 AM  

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