Sunday, 21 August 2011

Cleansed

Speaking of desperation
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:

Mary said...

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!

Al Penwasser said...

"Granite Podium"? Probably much more sanitary than "Porcelain Throne."

brenda w said...

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!

Heaven said...

Illumination! Hopefully we can all see that day when we are truly cleansed.

Nanka said...

Wonderful attitude in this poem!! Loved it!!

Dr. Pearl Ketover Prilik (PKP) said...

I really enjoyed the "cracked granite podium" and " floating ash". Powerful poem....

johnewordslinger said...

Nice, I love the attitude, and power here, :) thank you, appreciated, WS

Laurie Kolp said...

Great image... perhaps a politician's shallow promises?

booguloo said...

Put together well.

Muhammad Israr said...

awwww.... cleansed of all tensions, desperation and worries :)

Mike Patrick said...

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.

Scribbler said...

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!

Clipped Wings said...

I almost missed this poem. Great talent you have.

Mary said...

Wonderfully composed. Strong. I especially like the ending when the memories of this 'stranger' float off, grey ash in the breeze!

Daydreamertoo said...

I'm glad this person became so strong, strong wnough to break free from someone's grasp.
Powerful use of the prompt!

Elizabeth said...

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

Daydreamertoo said...

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.

flaubert said...

Love the ending.

Pamela

Deborah said...

Thank you everso much for your comments x
I really enjoyed having a go at the wordle :o)

Susannah said...

I thought that this was brilliant.

It was very powerful and flowed beautifully. The wordle words disappeared without a trace!

Wonderful writing. :-)

Deborah said...

Thank you Su xxx :o)

Cad said...

You sure got that set of words done and dusted! :)

Lilu said...

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!

Deborah said...

:o) Thank you Cad and Lilu xx

The Gooseberry Garden said...

big smiles, how creative you are.

sharplittlepencil said...

"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/

Deborah said...

Thanks everso much Gooseberry Garden and Amy xx :o)

Willow said...

Wow, strong anger poem, falling out of being taken in by someone who was fake.

Deborah said...

Thank you for stopping by and your comment Willow x :o)

Traci B said...

Deborah, welcome to the Whirl! You used the wordle to great effect in this wonderful poem. :)

Deborah said...

Thank you for the welcome Traci, and for your lovely comment x :o)

Cathy said...

I'm cleansed.
And your face is cracked,
as it spills cheap rhetoric
now wasted on me.

Excellent!!

Selma said...

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!

Deborah said...

Thank you Cathy and Selma xx

Mr. Walker said...

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

Deborah said...

Thank you Richard :o) x

earlybird said...

ooo! This was strong. Good stuff. I love the tensions in the first sentence (first five lines)

Deborah said...

:o) Thank you earlybird x