Sunday, October 9, 2011

MAGPIE/ Prompt #86

                                                The Little King/ Michael Sowa

AN INTRIGUING PAINTING...for Magpie Tales.  Thank you Tess, once more! 


HERE AND GONE

He pinches my waist,
a frivolous lover.
I give him sanctuary
till midnight.

Time flutters by.
Soon arriving,
the sunlight hours,
warmth I can't embrace.

Like pan quotidian,
he's fresh at first,
but stale
no matter the prayer.

Will we speak,
get the paper off the threshold,
turn pages?
Scrub ink from our finger tips?
Stir sweetness into
pitch black coffee?

Seems to be
another paper mache' king,

tips over,
rolls to the edge,
dives into longing.
Same as me.


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26 comments:

  1. You got me:

    The Figurine

    Paper mache diminutive
    in the thin sun of old longing
    as if oblivious to me,
    to you as well,
    will never speak of us
    unless there is some
    compelling force that pulls
    words from deep inside
    the slush now dessicated
    by how long it all
    has been.

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  2. bitter sweet Lyn, beautifully written

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  3. Papier mâché king in not a happy prospect, that's for sure...

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  4. How many kings have been "fresh at first, but stale, no matter the prayer"?
    Good post.

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  5. Hi Christopher-
    Sort of like being inspirational to you!! amazing! Well done..Thanks so much.

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  6. Hi Isabel-
    Really appreciate your kind words...thanks!

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  7. Hi Jinksy-
    But there are so many at every level..thank you...

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  8. Hi Berowne-
    The old story!
    Always good to hear from you..thanks...

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  9. Nice after midnight word dance.
    Thanks...
    I enjoyed it. nice take
    on the
    picture.

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  10. Fresh at first, but stale!
    Reminds me of some folks......
    well written.

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  11. wow you set it up nicely...but when you get to paper machete king and the just like you line really takes off...

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  12. Stir sweetness into pitch black coffee...love it!

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  13. Wow I agree. I read this twice and the second time out loud. Wonderful and I too really love the line "he's fresh at first, but stale no matter the prayer.

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  14. Hi knightsheart-
    Love your name..thanks for your lovely words...

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  15. Hi Kathe W.
    Yes, so many let us down, and we too, the same..thanks for your words!

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  16. Hi Blue Sky...
    So happy you like this, I felt very involved in this one..thanks!

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  17. Lyn, this is deliciously deep!!!

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  18. Dives into longing - a visceral feel to that phrase! Love it!

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  19. Hi Helen-
    Thanks for the glowing words!

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  20. Hi Tumblewords-
    Grateful for your take on this...thanks..

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  21. The papier maché king matches the bitterness of the coffee. I really liked your take on this Magpie!

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  22. Hi Nicholas V.
    Thank you...I welcome your comment!

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  23. 'Dives into longing' I agree, a wonderful image. I've been taking a break to write, lovely to be back to reach such lovely pieces.

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  24. Hi Brigid-
    Missed you..I too have tapered off, hope to return full force. Thanks for your kind words!!

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  25. Undoubtedly one of the best takes on the prompt!

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