Sunday, September 18, 2011

Assay: Rust (Poem)

Assay: Rust

We all need

oxygen and water
and iron

a body that will take
the layering

of years to build
a surface thick

enough to wear
down

what has a way
of going

deep
waiting to be

exposed.

© 2011 Maureen E. Doallas
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I offer this poem for this week's Random Acts of Poetry, which takes as its prompt the word "rust". 

Anyone may participate in RAP. Read "Rust, Corrosion and Chrome: A Random Acts of Poetry Prompt" at  TweetSpeakPoetry and then post your contribution on the T.S. Poetry Press Facebook Wall by Wednesday, September 21. 

If you're a photographer and want to participate in the related PhotoPlay challenge, read "Photography and Poetry as Rust" at The High Calling and follow the directions for posting your image(s) to the High Calling Focus Flickr Group. PhotoPlay's deadline is the same, September 21.

All submissions to RAP and PhotoPlay will be listed at The High Calling on Friday, September 23.

My audio recording of the poem (added September 19):

13 comments:

S. Etole said...

I've been working on some photos for this prompt. Your words inspire me to look further.

Valerie Kamikubo said...

I have such a fondness for beautiful rusty finds when I am out and about with my camera, and your poem reminds me of the joy that I feel when I find some wonderful corrosive texture.

Louise Gallagher said...

This is fabulous!

Michael Ann said...

Loved that. Rust as pertains to humans.

nance marie said...

somethings are very very deep.

note: i like the idea that you shared about poem postcards
:-)

Liz said...

Lovely. If you get a chance, stop by a library and check out Michael Demeng's book, The Secret of Rusty Things. So much beauty!

jen revved said...

I so love the word assay and what you do here is marvelous! Such care you take with specific, no extraneous detail or filling in by commenting; you give us the thing itself--xxxxj

Hannah Stephenson said...

Ooh...a surprise. I love what you do with the prompt.

Ruth said...

I never thought of this, that we need to build up strong before we wear down. And it's so true, that we find what is deeper as we age . . . exposed, free, confident. Very nice.

nance marie said...

thank you for adding the audio.
i added the link in the text of my post.

lorrie said...

Enjoyed your poem and reading of it very much. Your voice does sound deeper...it adds a special touch!!

michelle ortega said...

"waiting to be exposed"...God's plan for my life released...beautiful.

Megan Willome said...

You do so much with just a few words, perfectly placed.