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.
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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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June 1, 2014 at 12:15 pm
yikes.
the thorns will be there always
its more feigning sleep that concerns me
and the feel of not all
being rosy.
June 1, 2014 at 12:21 pm
Ha.
June 1, 2014 at 12:22 pm
Certainly not a bed of roses..as those thorns can hurt..
June 1, 2014 at 2:12 pm
I like “as if for one hundred years she’s slept.” Well done, intriguing tale.
June 1, 2014 at 2:28 pm
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.
June 1, 2014 at 2:56 pm
Yes. Unfortunately. Hope all well, Victoria. Thanks for the birthday greetings. K.
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June 1, 2014 at 2:37 pm
If not true for you now, there is def truth in your poem…clever, especially the ending!
June 1, 2014 at 5:00 pm
happy birthday to you – happy birthday to you
happy birthday dear karin
happy birthday to you… smiles
now reading your poem..
June 1, 2014 at 5:33 pm
Thank you thank you. The poem a weird one! k.
June 1, 2014 at 5:02 pm
ugh no… doesn’t sound like a bed of roses at all… and she probably should try and find the real prince…ugh
June 1, 2014 at 5:17 pm
Ha. Not a birthday poem! But thanks for the kind song! K.
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June 1, 2014 at 5:56 pm
It is definitely not a bed of roses, maybe of thorns as they are everywhere.
June 1, 2014 at 11:59 pm
I love where it took you!
June 2, 2014 at 1:15 am
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 ~
June 2, 2014 at 7:45 am
Thanks. I feel like I was a bit too casual with it– but will let it percolate. Enjoy your week! K.
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June 2, 2014 at 7:22 am
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.
June 2, 2014 at 7:44 am
Thanks. I meant it as kind of a marriage bed! But thought that just a bit too grim! Ha!
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June 2, 2014 at 8:15 am
The feigned sleeping are indeed sharp thorns… indeed a bed of roses is not one of comfort..
June 3, 2014 at 2:38 pm
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.
June 3, 2014 at 4:55 pm
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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