I bypass powder-puff concessions;
temples to powerpaint and pulchritude.
There, where I superglue fallen leaves
back on to the storm cracked, bandy-boughed
Sweet Chestnut, is my wistful pretence
that I can live beyond my allotted span.
Shed prickly cased love
for another season.
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minor edit 17.11.09
Comments
threeleafshamrock | October 1, 2009 - 10:57
What a great word; 'pulchritude'...I said to the wife, only this morning; 'Your looking full of pulchritude this morning!'
She said, 'You can talk, you look like someone who has been bobbing for apples in a Deep fat fryer!'
She loves me really.
...my wistful pretence
that I can live beyond my allotted span.
If it were only that simple to turn back time lol.
I like the wistfulness of this piece...it'll never catch on though; the old powder-puff is here to stay, I'm afraid ;) XXX
lenchenelf | October 1, 2009 - 18:19
Thanks Chris, Though I've still got a lovely gift voucher for one of the major names, I can't honestly say I expect their products to make much difference !:-D xxxx
chelseyflood | November 16, 2009 - 23:21
I too like the wistfulness of this and the atmosphere. Nice work.
tcook | November 17, 2009 - 09:36
Not sure how that didn't collect a cherry first time round - but it certainly gets one this time!
lenchenelf | November 17, 2009 - 11:12
Thanks Chelsey, much appreciated :-)
Thanks Tony, it has been edited and pruned a bit since initial presentation :-D