Whirling On

Oct 26

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~~ 1 ~~
 
the shape of the bowl
carved from chrysanthemum roots—
how unsubstantial
 
~~ 2 ~~
 
first day of the year
bright and blue over Dublin
a seagull screeches
 
~~ 3 ~~
 
behind the green door
something stirring at nightfall—
thirteen bloody fangs
 
~~ 4 ~~
 
the flame that devours
bole and branch, leaf and limb—
how strange the story
 
~~ 5 ~~
 
rack near the toilet—
literary magazine
still crisp and unread
 
~~ 6 ~~
 
all her wishes for
his speedy recovery—
a turn for the worse
 
~~ 7 ~~
 
inklings of mercy
seeping from the holy book
onto her gnarled hands
 
~~ 8 ~~
 
ten million poppies
carpeting the soldiers’ graves—
distant Flanders fields
 
~~ 9 ~~
 
frivolous pursuits
sucking the life from her soul
dollar by dollar
 
~~ 10 ~~
 
the screeching wind
and swiftly rising ocean—
apocalyptic
 
~~ 11 ~~
 
summer’s epilogue
written in the raven’s cry
and the falling leaf
 
~~ 12 ~~
 
barely audible
her voice inviting earwigs
to the garden feast

 
© 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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More The Sunday Whirl, Wordle 184

Posted on October 26, 2014, in 5-7-5, The Poetry Pantry, The Sunday Whirl and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 19 Comments.

  2. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) | October 26, 2014 at 10:15 am

    We had this apocalyptic wind this morning… many little gems here.

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  3. kaykuala | October 26, 2014 at 11:15 am

    #5 can have lots of truth about it and those managing may not realize the consequences. Great lines MMT!

    Hank

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  4. keiths ramblings | October 26, 2014 at 11:18 am

    12 little gems – I especially like your reference to Flanders fields

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  5. jae rose | October 26, 2014 at 12:21 pm

    What a trip through time and space…certainly leaves me feeling whirled around

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  6. Sherry Blue Sky | October 26, 2014 at 12:29 pm

    Oh how I love “summer’s epilogue written in the raven’s cry”….wowzers!!

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  7. Mary | October 26, 2014 at 1:07 pm

    I smiled about the literary magazine, crisp and unread. Perhaps if there would have been a “People” or a “National Enquirer” it would have been well worn! Smiles. And yes, those frivolous pursuits can drain money….ever so quickly. Wonderful set once again!

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  8. Susan | October 26, 2014 at 3:31 pm

    How insubstantial our bowls. How crisp the magazine. How red the poppies.

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  10. Joshua Sutherland Allen | October 26, 2014 at 5:13 pm

    I really enjoyed the part about the literary magazine. Very clear, evocative description in just a few syllables. Nice job.

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  11. oldegg | October 26, 2014 at 6:29 pm

    What you demonstrate by your apparent ease at producing such gems in a few words is that there are poetic images everywhere, they are not hard to find but merely need skill to write them down.

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  12. Cathy | October 26, 2014 at 7:14 pm

    Ok 8 tug at my heart because at the Tower of London, they planting ceramic poppies to honor of British soldiers who die in WW1. So 888,246 poppies will be planted there.

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  13. G L Meisner | October 26, 2014 at 8:58 pm

    The 11th was perfect for me.

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  15. humbird | October 28, 2014 at 7:50 am

    Love alliteration in your verses. My faves 7 and 8. x

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  16. Nonnie USA | October 30, 2014 at 9:35 am

    My baskets in my two bathrooms hold magazines loved and read many times. My fave of these literary jewels in #11 because it harkens of my dismay that winter will arrive way too soon.

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