After discovery/confession/wearing-off of charm

After discovery/confession/wearing-off of charm

The thorns are everywhere
and sharp,
as if for one hundred years,
she’s slept.
No place to turn
without pain.

He lies next to her, still,
sheet pulled over
one shoulder,
only, she thinks, the sleep is feigned;
perhaps his eyes
aren’t even closed.

This is not a bed
of roses.




Here’s a poem of sorts inspired by the suggestion of “M” of the Grapeling blog, to write a poem based upon my process notes for “Rosa Multiflora Gore.”  The note is the first two lines of this poem.  The poem does not in anyway reflect my current state of mind (!) but it’s what came up thinking about the line. I am also linking to dVerse Poets Open Link Night, hosted by Mary. 

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20 Comments on “After discovery/confession/wearing-off of charm”

  1. brian miller Says:

    the thorns will be there always
    its more feigning sleep that concerns me
    and the feel of not all
    being rosy.

  2. Truedessa Says:

    Certainly not a bed of those thorns can hurt..

  3. Sherry Marr Says:

    I like “as if for one hundred years she’s slept.” Well done, intriguing tale.

  4. I’m so glad it doesn’t reflect your current experience, and yet I think it’s one that each of us can identify with at one time or another–hopefully short term.

  5. lynndiane Says:

    If not true for you now, there is def truth in your poem…clever, especially the ending!

  6. claudia Says:

    happy birthday to you – happy birthday to you
    happy birthday dear karin
    happy birthday to you… smiles
    now reading your poem..

  7. claudia Says:

    ugh no… doesn’t sound like a bed of roses at all… and she probably should try and find the real prince…ugh

  8. It is definitely not a bed of roses, maybe of thorns as they are everywhere.

  9. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade) Says:

    I love where it took you!

  10. grapeling Says:

    and a happy birthday, too 🙂

    you’ve conjured up Gabriel Garcia Marquez and Sleeping Beauty, and twisted them together into something new. It could be part of a longer piece or stand alone on its own merits.

    thanks for the shout out ~

  11. hedgewitch Says:

    The two stanzas seem to mirror each other, and express the kind of disillusion that comes with a wrongness between two people that can’t be resolved. The fairytale feel–where all the worst things happen, without the fairytale ending, because the worst thing is the insensibility of the sleeper. An excellent spin-off, k.

  12. The feigned sleeping are indeed sharp thorns… indeed a bed of roses is not one of comfort..

  13. janehewey Says:

    you’ve definitely captured a sharp sting of reality in this one, karin. I admire your succinct wording and how each word is tightened in for total effect. I was thinking about you on my weekend away– thinking how you write as you travel and are able to put your experiences into words via details and connections. I couldn’t pick up a pen until I was on the plane homeward bound. I hope to learn how to write on the move as I often feel so much more whole when I do.
    I esp. your two long lines and their mirroring: “as if for one hundred years,” and “only, she thinks, the sleep is feigned;” a very enjoyable read.

    • ManicDdaily Says:

      Thanks, Jane. I’ve not been so good writing traveling lately! Or, at least, not this week while I’ve been in City, feeling a bit overwhelmed by work.

      On Tue, Jun 3, 2014 at 3:38 PM, ManicDDaily wrote:


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