As the bruise on my rightforearm yellowed & faded, a newbruise appeared on the left.Can I just say I bruise easilyor chalk it up to clumsiness?
Or, in this season of thanks,is something trying to reach me?
For Kerry’s very intriguing prompt to the Real Toads: Let's Write in Black & White
#27 of 30 Poems In November to benefit Center for New Americans.
you always.. put questions into my mind with your poems... yet again....
ReplyDeleteHmm...the mind wants to assume but there are many reasons...
ReplyDeleteVague and mysterious.
Happy days to you and yours, Marian. ♥
Yoiks. Now I am worried. Take care, kiddo.
ReplyDeletenothing to worry about! just random oddly-timed bruises giving rise to weird verse. :)
ReplyDeleteOooh! Ectoplasmic visitors leaving thumb-prints on the skin ... That idea has opened a world of possibilities. You make the sound of it less frightening by evoke the spirit of thanksgiving.
ReplyDeletejust what i was going for, Kerry. xo
DeleteSo many questions came to my mind as I read your poem, Marian.
ReplyDeleteThe nurse in me shouts- get it checked out! But also- Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!
ReplyDeleteall those poems in you fighting to get out ~
ReplyDeleteyes!!! best interpretation! better than mine, even. yay! xo
DeleteI can relate ... I bruise easily, too ... metaphorically speaking as well. Poignant in black & blue :)
ReplyDeleteLOl @ the the title, in view of what the poem is about. I used live in Texas, where they had those weird blue laws. You could buy a mop on Sunday, but not a bucket, or stuff like that.
ReplyDeletewe have weird blue laws here in MA too.
DeleteDefinitely has a paranormal sort of feel, or a shadow of some sort of secret--abuse, or self-destruction--but it lands lightly, and you can almost ignore those nuances...but not quite, if you have a twisted sort of mind like me. I like it, Marian--Happy Thanksgiving.
ReplyDeletefull of intrigue here - looks like you were beaten by metaphor of some sort
ReplyDeletethanks, pals. hope all are having a well-deserved break.
ReplyDeleteNot only do I have bruises, I have tiny cuts all over my fingers ~~~ two turkeys + all the trimmings later!!! 'Tis the season.
ReplyDeleteBetter late than never, here. I am always finding new bruises. Every shower is an opportunity to find the spots where I've tripped, fallen, walked into walls, or suffered from generalized "clums" as my friend Judith and I call our shared inability to walk properly. I hope you don't injure yourself further this weekend.
ReplyDeleteLuv, K