“A Rip in Serenity” Napowrimo #10 Alone or at a Party/Miz Quickly

Owls bereave her troubled breasts
in succulent fall from ancient trees;
merciless in subjection
her vision fails
where the wind stops to play
on misery’s footprints.

gauguin-nave-moe

Miz Quickly's Prompt 10
Alone or at a Party

Miz Quickly’s Prompt 10
Alone or at a Party

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18 responses to ““A Rip in Serenity” Napowrimo #10 Alone or at a Party/Miz Quickly

  1. Perfect poetic companion to Gauguin’s succulent painting, Pamela. Those colors are hot and bright and passionate, like your words.

  2. Enchanting in the historic mystery of the ancients.

    Thanks for your visit.

  3. In every dream house, a heartache…

  4. where the wind stops to play on misery’s footprints…what a cool line…really the whole thing is pamela…the wonder and the grit…

  5. “Bereave” knocks me out here.

  6. Look for melancholy then lace with hope. This feels lush somehow. Succulence did it.

    (I found you at Miz Quickly, seems the whole bunch is there. And Rob thinks it’s sparse and WWP sparser. It’s helluva difficult to write poem a day. Thanks for being hardcore, one of us Pamela. And now we know.)

  7. From distraction to misery…it works for me.

  8. I’m with Irene, Pamela, this feels succulent somehow. Rich with details, yet economical in words. How do you do that?

    Elizabeth

    • Elizabeth, I think my brain is fizzling right now. Life and trying to write didn’t quite jive well today. But I do thank you for the nice comment. 🙂

I appreciate all comments.

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