Soft water, sweet

Cherry

By littleditty

Thu, 23 Jul 2020
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9 comments
 

To leave a city

take a road a path a track

a river to where

softer water finds

calcium intentions

bathing octopus-inked

skin leather shell swirl fossil

flower and quill. She had carved a film

of salt line crease fold graffiti

circling an arm turning

in water, the dream

scape never seen whole.

To twist when an arm is soft

divides lines spread smudge 

mushroom to lightning strikes, 

our burnt toast heart swirls with legs!

Jumping beans! Turtle eggs. Blue egg 

breakfasts waving in blotches 

from a bandit’s nib. The painter, 

the pig's-ear carver artiste,

his bandit brush and her inky gun, 

painting cathedrals. Our cerulean inks 

are melting drops of nostalgia...when 

nostalgia is sweet, soft, water.

 

 

Tattoo, Nat and Jimmy,

Tattoo, Aqua Mole/soft water, This is not Nostalgia, Soft charcoal lines, Nostalgia in Bloom

Certificate U
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Comments

Submitted by onemorething on

Lovely language and images and very watery, memory, sensory, nostalgia feel all the way through. Enjoyed reading this. x

 

Submitted by littleditty on

but my camera phone doesnt do an arm in the round! Thanks for reading it x

 

Submitted by onemorething on

I was going to say that it would be good to see the tattoo, but took it from the arm reference in the poem that it might be difficult, the soft arm twist part of the poem was really good too. 

 

Submitted by littleditty on

for the pic up there - i actually dont know what else is on there!!

A cherry appeared - there's a fruit basket on the arm too I think - coool! :)

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Yes! And I guess cherries must always want to be amongst their own fruit kind in the basket.

 

Submitted by Stephen Thom on

Calcium intentions, dream scape never seemed whole, lovely 's' sounds, lovely word combinations, pleasure to read yesyes

 

Submitted by littleditty on

 

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

 

"bathing octopus-inked

skin leather shell swirl fossil

flower and quill"

you have captured the mystery and thrill of catching a glimpse of a large, intricate tattoo for someone much too scaredy to have one. They seem almost like the person's skin has peeled away to show the soul underneath.

I think from your poem your tattoo must be gorgeous!

 

Submitted by littleditty on

a friend training her skills, ran out of pigs ear, encouraged me to drink a little Vodka...she had drawn elaborate animal friends of mine for the tattoo I didnt want for years! Glad I got tipsy enough for her to doodle away -it's a funny bangle! Cheers.