Sunday, November 27, 2011

I Urge You to Abandon Caution (Poem)


Photo Credit: © Christine Donnier-Valentin
Courtesy of Magpie Tales

I Urge You to Abandon Caution

The caution sign's been put down,
a yellow solid line keeping you

on your side and I on mine,
my back, now uncushioned, bare

against the wall scrubbed clean for once
of all the others' slights. I've read

our fortunes between the cracks
of sulfurous stone, watched you try

to fill deep cavities from which lies
grow and calcify. From tufted pockets

the secrets you braided, ornamented, 
spill out, staining the fabric I'd Scotch

-guarded so carefully, forgetting how
unsteady our seating had been. 

The edging's come loose but one thread
among many still holds. Step back 

into the frame. I'll offer a hand. You 
pull. Be quiet. Hold tight.

© 2011 Maureen E. Doallas
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This poem is my response to the picture prompt posted today at Magpie Tales. Join in by writing your own poem or short vignette, using as inspiration the photo provided, then go here to add your link and read the other participants' contributions.

20 comments:

  1. I love this poem, Maureen, especially the ending.

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  2. i like it.

    the fabric I'd Scotch

    -guarded so carefully

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  3. An "Abandon Caution" sign....we could all stand to hear that.

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  4. I like how you use all the details of the picture in your poem.

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  5. I like how you use all the details of the picture in your poem.

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  6. I like seeing the poem's words hung on the warning of the yellow line. Favorite line: definitely the "Scotch -guarded" for making Scotch briefly a verb all to itself -- I'm thinking the whiskey here. Sweet!

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  7. This is perfect for me today. I feel like it is about taking risks in a relationship. Opening up even though I am scared.

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  8. Excellent...I was hoping someone would embrace that yellow line...

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  9. This is beautifully crafted and artfully controlled, Maureen-- given that it tells an unraveling-- I loved:

    From tufted pockets

    the secrets you braided, ornamented,
    spill out, staining the fabric I'd Scotch

    -guarded so carefully, forgetting how
    unsteady our seating had been.


    xxxj

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  10. "Step back into the frame." Interesting film-script writing style.

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  11. i have read our fortunes between the cracks...nice line maureen...also like your close...fresh take on the prompt...

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  12. This is so good, a real joy to read.

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  13. Lovely lines - a pleasure to read.

    Anna :o]

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  14. Amazing how much you draw from that picture. Beautiful, Maureen.

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  15. the secrets you braided, ornamented,
    spill out, staining the fabric I'd Scotch

    -guarded so carefully, -> nice enjambment

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