Open Poetry #13 |
The Fleecing of Mara |
Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
The Fleecing of Mara Her hands embraced a ruby bloom; the blood she licked away was sweet. A thistle replaces her missing arm, its season prolonged by rusty awning drops collected during summer storms. She used to have platinum blonde locks, styled to frame her high cheek bones until bicycle tires pressed them into red clay. Auburn suits her skin tone, now faded by weather to a pasty wool. "Maa Maa" she chanted when I flexed her joints, louder when I twisted her knees. I wanted her to dance, not caring about her blinking protests. She was my princess and could do anything I imagined. She was my confidant back when she had a good head and retained my fantasies of the boy next door who toted acne cream in his hip pocket. I was confident she wouldn't tell because I never saw her lips move. She leans against the corner of the old detached garage; plastic eyes, one wide open, the other dull behind a gapped fringe of curled lash. I can see her though. Music, tonal clear & pure, |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
and she still holds all those secrets. . . this is wonderful. . . welcome back. . . nice to be reading you again. . . ----------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
Yes, the keeper of secrets. Thank you kindly for your warm reply, Sven. Music, tonal clear & pure, |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Am I understanding this? It's about a doll from your childhood that stands as memory only, now, or it may be about the same thing, but actually a metaphor of the memory of your personal childhood. It has a melancholy nostalgic feel to it, to me, am I getting it? |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Chanson~ It is really nice to see you ! Enjoyed this piece. I think we all had our 'Mara' ... the doll of our whispers. Great thoughts. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
Hi VAS. Yes, you got it! *S* When I was rummaging through a treasure trove (my mom's attic) I found Mara. It sparked the memory of leaving her outside by the garage when I was careless. I always took good care of her except that once. Thanks so much for reading. I appreciate it! ---------- Hello Marge! It's nice to see you again also. Ohhhh, if our dolls could talk, eh? *S* Thank you muchly! Music, tonal clear & pure, Caresses the harshest of curves. ---Chanson~ [This message has been edited by chansondegeste (edited 04-14-2001).] |
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