Open Poetry #47 |
Lies from her Bedroom |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
She told lies from her bedroom So the pigeons could follow each other Through the maze of South Down towards the bay of Where her father use to cut the wood So the fire would rise again Until the night came to form She dreamt about the day Her father would return His tall, glacier length legs Bronze skin onto the fair, flowing grass Standing upright Bless the holy sky His chin so rigid With his hands wedged in-between his pockets She had forgotten a piece of him For he dashed away in the middle of the night Like he was on foreign land With barrels ablaze Shamelessly running away His shirt was halfway out Shoes barely tucked in He ran and ran As the soil of the land Began to thicken like the cotton socks He pulled in haste from his bedroom drawer As he scampered into the night She was watching... From her bedroom window Her lips began to pout Like the rose of a slow breeze So she dashed to her mother's dresser Grabbed her favorite lipstick And slapped it on her lips She ran back to her bedroom window Planted her lips on the very center As she caught a glimpse of his fleeting shadow Those lips pasted in the center Still telling lies from her bedroom [This message has been edited by Tomer (05-08-2011 02:02 PM).] |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Tomer I am going to take a big chance here, and make a guess at what the poem is about. Could this be a poem about incest? And I am a little confused by a few lines...Perhaps I am just not hip to some wording thing, but these two lines confuse me: "She was watching É" and "So she dashed to her motherÕs dresser" Interesting poem... |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Ice, those were just errors made when converting from my word document to this format. They have been corrected. The poem is the farthest thing from incest. It's about a small girl who who sees her father run away to never return. Appreciate the intrepertation though. Take care |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Ice To further explain... She was watching him run away from her bedroom window. She didn't know if he'd ever return, so, just in case, she planted something on her window (lipstick) as if time could be frozen. So he would always be apart of their family because that shade of lipstick was present as the trail of his shadow could be seen fleeing the home. Hence, she was telling lies from her bedroom. She was attempting to convince herself that he was and always would be apart of her life. Except, he never returned. Cheers |
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