Dear Friends -- please forgive my lack of blogging lately. However, I found this weekend's Trifecta Writing Challenge too irresistible to pass up.Here is the prompt... the parameters, if you will:
Inspired by all of the poetry entries we’ve had recently, we challenge you to write a poem of your own in either 33 words, 3 lines or 3 stanzas.
This weekend's challenge is judged by the voting of Readers, so please -- if you do find my poem worthy of a vote -- click on the lovely dancing senorita washing dishes and scroll to the same image on that page where you will see an icon to place your vote. Cheers!
A Piece of Sunset
There you are, washing the egg-flipper.
No. Not somewhere else, but right here,
same world I inhabit. Same walls.
Same bills. Same toilets. Same children.
A few strands of your hair fall forward, as
others remain tied. Rinsed forks clatter
like castanets, defying anything domestic.
Strutting a fandango -- you aren't here.
Now I lean in closer to hear you humming,
nearly falling in the sand at your feet. I know
that song goddammit -- a piece of sunset
made you squint. And I remembered.
© Ciprianowords, Inc.
6 comments:
I love it.
You have my vote.
Ditto. This is really, really good!
Absolutely beautiful, like love's memory coming back.
Came from Trifextra.
I felt like the persona felt very distant from the dishwasher until that falling hair, that certain movement, triggered the strong memory of togetherness.
Beth, Libby, Kim -- thank you so much for reading, and for your nice comments.
Jester Queen -- you have pretty much nailed it, here.
Happy writing to ye all!
Thank you so much for linking up to Trifextra this weekend. The challenge this weekend will be judged by the community. So please come back to the Trifecta home page and click the stars next to the three posts you most enjoyed. You only have until Monday at 8 am EST, so hurry!
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