"Life is the dancer and you are the dance."
Eckhart Tolle

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

"Bad Storms" NaPoWriMo #13-a partial smorgasbord

White light has hit a Cerulean skyline as pomegranates
have fallen from bare-leafed trees,
splitting open, revealing seeds in the rain, beads of water
slide away in a disarmingly uniform fashion.
Thompson Farms has come to collect wooden crates filled to crest. 
The weather was taking a hard turn that year.
Actually, not much has changed.
Practically nothing more for me to do
but watch TV advertisements.
Marketing strategy is so different these days.
Monopoly is good on afternoons like this. 

22 comments:

  1. I see what you mean by Smorgasbord. Bron Wennyly is Cornish for Brown Willy.

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  2. What a sad poem.

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  3. I love the contrast between the poetic first half and the matter of fact, cynical ending.

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  4. A break from the rain will be a relief...

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  5. The first half (poetic as Madeleine rightly says) seemed to hold out some hope. It fell away to sadness at the end, I thought.

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  6. "...a hard turn" indeed. Solid.

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  7. I love the image of pomegranates falling against a cerulean sky. I hate Monopoly, but I'd love to play Scrabble with you any day. :)
    ~Brenda

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  8. The first four lines are so beautifully written that I can truly see it. As others have said, you then convey a kind of sad acceptance. Using monopoly at the end....excellent! I really enjoyed this one!

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  9. Beautiful, beautiful words, one tumbling after another: "a Cerulean skyline as pomegranates have fallen from bare-leafed trees, splitting open, revealing seeds in the rain, beads of water." Love this one, Pamela!

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  10. Love the final solution for boredom - Monopoly!

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  11. Yes, Viv, this was that prompt from napo last week, where we were to use 7 different elements, well, it did not turn out that way. I threw out 3 of them.

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  12. Thanks Madeleine, I am not particularly pleased with this poem, it is what, it is.

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  13. No rain yet, Stan, but it will soon enough.

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  14. No real life in this Brenda, well, except for the pomegranate trees. Scrabble is a fine game:)

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  15. Gloria, I wasn't planning on it ending up that way.

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  16. Marianne, what a nice thing to say.

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  17. Boards games can save a boring day, Andy:)

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  18. Oh, Pamela, many was the day I spent a rainy afternoon with my best friend John, playing Monopoly and listening to the drizzle. This was a very nice take on more than the weather!~ Amy

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