I wrote drinking watery draft
from the prominence of
half-stuffed vinyl bar stools
at a glossless black top bar.
I attempted to write the one about the Wagnerian blond
in red fishnet stockings
knocking down the grocery aisle rounder array of cans
Campbell’s in red and white.
Also, there was the one
about shouldering open the swinging doors
into that restaurant kitchen--
two sorts of asylum there: the safe and the chaos.
I forget what else,
but I must have tried fourteen variations,
and not one shows any signs of working.
Like bipartisan governments,
and exclusivity without vows,
some things
lack the traits to be taken
seriously.
8 comments:
Good account of your efforts and a fluent read.
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Love these lines
"Like bipartisan governments,
and exclusivity without vows,
some things
lack the traits to be taken
seriously. "
I found your writing fresh, vibrant like the colors of Campbell.
I love the freshness of your images—
The entire poem has a free wheeling spontaneous effect.
First of all, I love the banner and the take off of the Tarot deck card. I also find this poem fresh and breezy, and especially like:
the Wagnerian blond
in red fishnet stockings
knocking down the grocery aisle rounder array of cans
Campbell’s in red and white.
although I have to admit that there are others that sound good to my ear as well. Welcome to We Write Poems, you definitely do just that.
Elizabeth
You did good.
pitching forward
Thank you all.
Elizabeth, I'm glad you like my Fool. Her image is from a painting by Jereme Crow.
I like the so-called failed attempt at writing, and what got written as a result - you write in pictures, I love that! A favourite line (re the restaurant kitchen):
two sorts of asylum there: the safe and the chaos.
Nice!
insane places, but they have their rituals
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