you spin tales,
inciting revolution
while you slouch
on your granite podium.
A stranger now,
no light beckons me to you.
I'm cleansed.
And your face is cracked,
as it spills cheap rhetoric
now wasted on me.
The screw no longer turns,
and my memories are burnt
leaving ash grey dust
that floats in the breeze.
Written for wordle 18
at The Sunday Whirl
38 comments:
Deborah, this is excellent, strong writing. Amazing what comes from wordles, isn't it? I loved:
"And your face is cracked
as it spills cheap rhetoric"
and the ending!
"Granite Podium"? Probably much more sanitary than "Porcelain Throne."
I love that the narrator recognizes the spinner for what they are, and is free in the end. You used the wordle words flawlessy...they blend in without notice. Brava!
Illumination! Hopefully we can all see that day when we are truly cleansed.
Wonderful attitude in this poem!! Loved it!!
I really enjoyed the "cracked granite podium" and " floating ash". Powerful poem....
Nice, I love the attitude, and power here, :) thank you, appreciated, WS
Great image... perhaps a politician's shallow promises?
Put together well.
awwww.... cleansed of all tensions, desperation and worries :)
A wonderful poem of strength and independence from the wordle prompt. Flawless insertion of the words. I don't believe I've seen your blog before. Welcome.
I really enjoyed this, it showed a true reflection of so many people today, trying to push their ideas on everyone else. I loved it!
I almost missed this poem. Great talent you have.
Wonderfully composed. Strong. I especially like the ending when the memories of this 'stranger' float off, grey ash in the breeze!
I'm glad this person became so strong, strong wnough to break free from someone's grasp.
Powerful use of the prompt!
Really like your response to the words. That statue could represent anyone from the past with rhetoric that once swayed but no longer holds meaning. A disappointment turned around after a time of growth.
Elizabeth
Thought I had already commented on this piece from you but, maybe it didn't save. The Sunday Whirl is a lot of fun and you've put the wordle words to great use here.
Love the ending.
Pamela
Thank you everso much for your comments x
I really enjoyed having a go at the wordle :o)
I thought that this was brilliant.
It was very powerful and flowed beautifully. The wordle words disappeared without a trace!
Wonderful writing. :-)
Thank you Su xxx :o)
You sure got that set of words done and dusted! :)
This is simply brilliant! I wouldn't have noticed you got the words from a wordle, it's just so effortless and it flows so well. Well done!
:o) Thank you Cad and Lilu xx
big smiles, how creative you are.
"Your face is cracked/as it spills cheap rhetoric..." Man, oh man, Deborah, you nailed it down. GREAT take on the Wordle, you already saw mine, so here is another prompt from Poetic Bloomings (nice site!). Thanks so much, Amy
http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/08/22/the-big-change-poetic-bloomings/
Thanks everso much Gooseberry Garden and Amy xx :o)
Wow, strong anger poem, falling out of being taken in by someone who was fake.
Thank you for stopping by and your comment Willow x :o)
Deborah, welcome to the Whirl! You used the wordle to great effect in this wonderful poem. :)
Thank you for the welcome Traci, and for your lovely comment x :o)
I'm cleansed.
And your face is cracked,
as it spills cheap rhetoric
now wasted on me.
Excellent!!
I like the cracked face image too. I think it speaks of artifice and spin doctors and all that kind of stuff. An excellent poem!
Thank you Cathy and Selma xx
Deborah, great imagery in this poem. I love the distance between the speaker and the subject. Perhaps there has been growth there. Excellent use of those wordle words.
Richard
Thank you Richard :o) x
ooo! This was strong. Good stuff. I love the tensions in the first sentence (first five lines)
:o) Thank you earlybird x
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