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Shadowy Woman |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana 
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she stood in the shadows like a biblical swarm of locusts treading in critical shiftlessness and mesmerized by ancient rock formation I knew her and how she treated people as no more than orchestrated species of sleazy urges whereas she was a nit-picking bible-thumper maybe my body stiffened clumsily feeling both hearsay and close encounter with antecedent of a long line of shadowy women my ruthless assessment of the shadowy female trying to find upbeat similes, contrasting her to a façade I had connected about what category women were supposed to fall in dumpy housewife, sleek siren, cold-as-ice-vixen and other metaphors her form was distorted within the shadow but not her eyes I felt her non-banal ice eyes staring intently into my own a strange occurrence feeling the stare rather than seeing her almost sexually perceptive ogling as I continued to wither from the gaze of this wraith I suddenly was conscious of murmuring coming from where God only knew between myself and the shadow woman a steep crevasse split open the soggy swamp ground startled I stepped back, intending to quit the apparition I was becoming very unnerved as I made my escape dash my elbow collided with something warm and soft I looked down at it a tantalizing woman smiled up at me my elbow still buried into her breast I retrieved my elbow began to apologize when the murmuring I'd heard before became speech patterns and the woman, still smiling, spoke She does wonderful abstract work, don’t you think? the woman pointed toward the shadowy thing immediately the swamp became a large, well-lit room where people, with wine glasses in their hands were milling around the countless paintings on display I was in an art gallery! I looked back at the woman whose breast I'd assaulted she was looking at me with eyes I felt rather than saw and a growing mist of shadow settled over her she took my hand and began walking toward the painting which had so mesmerized me her grip on my hand tightened as we stepped through the shadowy painting ©April 11, 2012 / Jerry Pat Bolton |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
On so many levels, I'm enjoying this  , Jerry. Thank you so much for sharing what could be the start of a whole new book... |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you much, Karilea, and you are right, there is enough intrigue within the poem to make a novel from it. Thank you again. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Way too cool my friend, got me hanging on every word...more more more... Lori  |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thanks, Lori. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Mesmerizing really, Jerry! That's when art is what it has to be: emotion! Yes, I too believe that you can develop this further ... Margherita |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Appreciate the comments, Margherita. Develop it further? Maybe. We'll see. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
JP, what an interesting story! Very mysterious, enjoyed! ms. e |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Don't actually know where "Shadowy Woman" came from, ms. e. The ending surprised even me. Thank you for being here. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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