Talking About The Weather


from the ABC set Birds, Bees and Butteflies

I heard the thunder of a lawnmower
churning up an ocean of grass; its salty blades
splayed as I navigated the fault lines of the path.

It was then I saw her - bobbing
between tectonics, afloat on a park bench -
eyes clouded over and far away.

Her red dress was ablaze, flowing over
the curved horizons of her legs;
a sunset split, right down the middle.

Thick, dark hair, curled into waves -
tumbled over the dams of her shoulders
in shimmering floods.

On the bench's arm, her fingers fell
in time - a concert pianist's constant rain.
Not impatient. Just waiting.

I found myself drawn to her strange moon.
My lungs inhaling hurricanes, I found courage;
took a seat at her side.

Suddenly, her sharp gazed turned on me.
Lightning! With a crack, blue forks of her irises
stripped the skin from my tree of bone.

But then she smiled - her lips a cradle
of summer cloud - and said,
"Lovely weather today, isn't it?"

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Comments

jennifer | May 21, 2009 - 20:43

Superb change in tone at the end, very funny indeed! Great poetry as usual! Your imagery is fantastic!

J x

Nathan Bednarek | May 21, 2009 - 22:48

Just wow...

I honestly think this is one of your best love poems, and there's a lot to choose from!

I agree with Jennifer, the imagery is absolutely fantastic! This poem has a fragrance of its own. The tone of the poem is exclamatory, yet humble. Its confidence is emphasised by its modesty.

All this makes the piece a joy to read. Well done.

‘Her red dress was ablaze, flowing over
the curved horizons of her legs;
a sunset split, right down the middle.’

Again, just wow...

Nathan.

Curse of 222 | May 21, 2009 - 23:34

i'm starting to get tired of having no choice but to leave comments about how wonderful your work is. so i'm going to abstain...yep, i am gonna stand firm and say nothing. no matter how good it is. i'm serious about this, magic.you can no longer tempt me with fantastic imagery and clever phrasing.

jason

MistakenMagic | May 22, 2009 - 09:41

Jen - Thank you so much! I'm glad I managed to pull off the ending ;)

Nathan - Wow, thank you for such a detailed comment! I'm really happy you like this one ;)

Jason - Awww please keep comenting Jason - I'll give you cookies *waggles cookie* ;p

Magic xxx

threeleafshamrock | May 22, 2009 - 10:15

Beautiful, sharp and funny; love the ending and of course the imagery. Well done!

Chris XX

MistakenMagic | May 22, 2009 - 14:09

Thank you Chris! Glad you liked the ending ;)

Magic xxx

Silver Spun Sand | May 22, 2009 - 17:45

"But then she smiled - her lips a cradle
of summer cloud ..."

These lines are so very beautiful and the rest of the poem is a gem, dear Magic.

Tina xxx

MistakenMagic | May 22, 2009 - 20:01

Thank you Tina! You've picked out my favourite line of imagery ;)

Magic xxx

Curse of 222 | May 23, 2009 - 23:16

well, i think maybe for cookies i could be persuaded to keep reading and commenting. i do so love cookies!

jason