- Savage :: beast
- Warrior :: man
- Daisy :: chain
- Schedule :: me
- Rock, paper, scissors :: paper
- Medical :: student
- Jade :: ring
- Elevator :: path
- Drain :: me
- Goldfish :: bowl
Those words became:
Too Late
This savage beast
this warrior man
sits, legs crossed
lost in memories
of a battered daisy chain
thrown at him
in disgust on the day
his heart
awakened
too late
His schedule, back then
(or so he told her
in as much truth as he could muster)
would not allow such
trivial pursuits as
Rock, paper, scissors.
Paper, she said as he
turned to paint another
black line through her hope
Medical travesty
could not compare
with damage caused
by simple ignorance
of human needs
He was a student
by his description only
for he sat impatiently
at her side, his mind
on work or failure
or success or cannots
he was the man
who would stand
as she dropped
her father's jade ring
the only physical evidence
of his existence
and watch disinterested
as she leaped from the elevator
to the darkness below,
skinned her bony knees
rubbed each finger raw
while searching the sandpaper
path for that connection
Her words tumbled out,
"You drain me
like the toddler
drained the goldfish bowl
to reach the marbles,"
as she
remembered the fish
as it tried in vain
to swim the humid air.
"I will flounder in
wait no longer."
She tossed her daisy chain
at him as she grabbed
another's lifeline.
This savage beast
this warrior man
sits, legs crossed
lost in memories
of a battered daisy chain
thrown at him
in disgust on the day
his heart
awakened
too late.
MeeAugraphie
06/03/07
This savage beast
this warrior man
sits, legs crossed
lost in memories
of a battered daisy chain
thrown at him
in disgust on the day
his heart
awakened
too late
His schedule, back then
(or so he told her
in as much truth as he could muster)
would not allow such
trivial pursuits as
Rock, paper, scissors.
Paper, she said as he
turned to paint another
black line through her hope
Medical travesty
could not compare
with damage caused
by simple ignorance
of human needs
He was a student
by his description only
for he sat impatiently
at her side, his mind
on work or failure
or success or cannots
he was the man
who would stand
as she dropped
her father's jade ring
the only physical evidence
of his existence
and watch disinterested
as she leaped from the elevator
to the darkness below,
skinned her bony knees
rubbed each finger raw
while searching the sandpaper
path for that connection
Her words tumbled out,
"You drain me
like the toddler
drained the goldfish bowl
to reach the marbles,"
as she
remembered the fish
as it tried in vain
to swim the humid air.
"I will flounder in
wait no longer."
She tossed her daisy chain
at him as she grabbed
another's lifeline.
This savage beast
this warrior man
sits, legs crossed
lost in memories
of a battered daisy chain
thrown at him
in disgust on the day
his heart
awakened
too late.
MeeAugraphie
06/03/07
This is, thank goodness, not an autobiography. . . Please do not copy my words without permission. Thank you. I would prefer you link so the link to Unconscious Mutterings remains intact, after all -- it is her initial ten words that prompted me to write!
2 comments:
Wow! I really liked what you came up with. I was totally out of ideas when I saw your list. How long did it take you to put it together???
:) blondie
PS I think I will have to visit Unconscious Mutterings...
Blondie - Thank you for commenting today! I am so glad you now have ideas, I love finding something to prompt my mind into full gear, some days, half gear is fine, too. I do hope you visited Unconscious Mutterings.
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