“Sunday Morning Ajar” (Mag 115)
Image by Manu Pombrol
Sunday Morning Ajar
A swab about the kitchen quick
then silence re-descends so thick
it brings translucence to the calm
and calls for yet another balm.
Ah, he thinks, stripping down to luster,
there’s nothing else that cuts the mustard
like a Sunday morning soak.
Sinks, then feels the bath invoke
the thinker in him, so holds quite high
a slim slim volume of poe-try.
Till suddenly, a blistered curse,
that’s quite the opposite of terse,
sounds loudly from a nearby room
above the beating and the boom
of door of fridge and counter clutter-
“gosh darn it,” comes a distinct mutter–
“and now where has my Dijon gone?”
He, dripping, reaches for his thong–
and hurries hurries all to dry,
while fumbling for an alibi–
though it probably won’t do the trick
even if his brain works quick
for it seems he left the door ajar
while dipping in her favorite jar.
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Posting the above for Tess Kincaid’s The Mag 115. Tess gives a photograph prompt each week. (It’s a lot of fun – check it out.) I usually try to do my own version of the photo, but I am tired enough from National Poetry Month to just stick with the plain old wonderful image by Manu Pombrol.
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ManicDDaily 
April 29, 2012 at 10:45 pm
haha…if only i could fit in a dijon jar you know…smiles…now when was the last time you used a direct picture and not your own remake…what is up with that…i could seriously never wear a thong either…this was rather fun k
April 29, 2012 at 10:56 pm
Thanks, Brian. Maybe I’ll do pic, but it takes some time to do them, and I’ve been running a bit short. I do really like doing the pics. K.
April 30, 2012 at 12:05 am
Naughty swab set her Dijon free, great Rhyme
April 30, 2012 at 2:09 am
fun piece. Love the till suddenly stanza. Fun read. Thanks
April 30, 2012 at 4:45 am
“and now where has my Dijon gone?” Priceless! The pearl in an oyster of great price!
April 30, 2012 at 6:18 am
Jarring – but enjoyable. 🙂
April 30, 2012 at 6:51 am
Very creative and funny. I enjoyed this one.
April 30, 2012 at 9:35 am
This had me chuckling, K. I especially like the silly(in a good way) rhymes and nonsense sort of feel for a fantasy subject–and and this is the LAST ONE!!! Yay! You have done a great job of writing on every topic under the sun this month, from the ridiculous to the searing to the proverbial sublime, and I’ve enjoyed reading each and every one. Thanks for all your support through this trek through the poetry wilderness–there were times when I really just wanted to pretend I never took this challenge on, but seeing what you did with it (and in a much more pressured framework) never failed to inspire me. Happy Monday!
April 30, 2012 at 9:49 am
Well, thanks so much, Hedge. The feelings of support and inspiration are more than mutual. I have a full day of work today (paid work!) so don’t know how much time I’ll have, but I feel like this last was a bit of fluff, so may end on a more resounding note. But we’ll see!
There is by the way- and maybe I’ll post – a most inspiring article in the NY Times about Afghani women who risk life and limb to write poetry. It is incredibly moving. In weekend magazine maybe, though not sure, I saw online. k.
April 30, 2012 at 11:07 am
Till suddenly, a blistered curse,
that’s quite the opposite of terse,
I can imagine! LOL
April 30, 2012 at 4:04 pm
OMG! Hysterical! The rhyming is also great …….
April 30, 2012 at 4:05 pm
Thanks so much, Helen. K.
April 30, 2012 at 8:16 pm
“for it seems he left the door ajar
while dipping in her favorite jar”
Silly him! Too fast too soon. Great write, K!
Hank
April 30, 2012 at 8:19 pm
Ha. Thanks, Hank! We’re almost done!
K.
May 1, 2012 at 3:10 pm
Oh this is great…Poe would love it…and so do I…
May 1, 2012 at 3:21 pm
Oh, man. This is priceless!
“now where has my Dijon gone?”
Thanks so much for the great, creative laugh today! 🙂
May 1, 2012 at 6:07 pm
LOL very clever. I will never think of mustard now without thinking of this 😉
May 1, 2012 at 6:11 pm
Ha. Thanks.
May 2, 2012 at 4:29 pm
lol…….the words bounded along in rhythmic magic! Sure worked for me!
May 2, 2012 at 4:33 pm
Thanks!
May 3, 2012 at 12:45 am
What silly fun!
May 5, 2012 at 4:13 pm
reaching for the thong is very funny
blistered curse makes me think of hemorrhoids
renal test
May 5, 2012 at 4:28 pm
Oh my gosh! Oops. K.