flesh to wood
I suffered
your mannequin grip
palm to palm,
flesh to wood
as one tiny splinter
reminded me
how I loved you
once forever.
Poem © 2010 by R. Burnett Baker
Photo provided by Willow of "Magpie Tales" blog.
Poetry, Art, and Commentary by Rick Burnett Baker
I liked your #5. What do you think of mine?
ReplyDeleteExcellent post! The tiny splinter of love is the perfect image!
ReplyDeleteThis is on of my faves. JT
ReplyDeletenice...one little splinter...i could read that a couple ways...
ReplyDeleteSOOOO good
ReplyDeleteand Brian is right...you can read it another way...even better...lets the reader fill in
I adore this one, Rick! The title, the splinter, all of it is just perfect. I think this one might be my fave of yours I've read so far.
ReplyDeleteSo much poetry this week and this one is fabulous, Rick.
ReplyDeleteVery emotional, nicely done with the prompt.
ReplyDeleteBerowne, as I said in my comment to you, we need to see your stories in a TV series! Too fun, and funny at times too!
ReplyDeleteVicki, thank you! Sometimes it's the tiny "splinters" that leave the most lasting memory.
Joan, thank you! It came to me almost immediately after first seeing Willow's prompt.
Brian and Suz, I see what you both mean...I can see it a couple of ways as well, but the core emotion that inspired me was quite immediate and personal. I appreciate both of you encouraging me!
Willow, that's your words are very humbling! Thank you for the pics that can pull the emotional "splinters" out us...
Catalyst, much appreciated! As I mentioned in my comments to you, your writings are exciting especially for the wonderful surprises with the endings. Breathtaking!
Janice, thank you for your encouragement. I found your poem quite profound, and was actually surprised at what I read into it....
Oh sweet love divine... a mere pin prick it hurts but we continue to fall in love over and over again...
ReplyDeleteOur precious loved ones are often the ones who can get under our skin...
Beautifully written and oh so true.
Joanny
Thanks, Joanny. And doesn't it seem that often love seems more divine than it really was despite the splinters?? You're right....over and over again.....
ReplyDeleteNot only does love stink, it hurts. Great job.
ReplyDeleteIts remarkable how much you can convey with so few words. I'd probably have to write a short story to convey the message(s) above. A triumph of conciseness
ReplyDeleteWhat a gift to be able to express so much with so few words.. well done.
ReplyDeleteSplintered love...once forever...very nice Magpie!
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