Monday, August 8, 2011

Magpie Tales #77, "The Date"

Summer Evening Edward Hopper , 1947

The Date

The languid air
contrasted sharply
with my senses

as the glide of his hand
and touch of his knee
finally made me feel
sixteen.

"Sweetness."
That's what he called me.

Wrapped in a cocoon
of darkness, his urgent whispers
charmed even the stars;

they too dipped and swayed
in rhythm with his
velvety smooth baritone.

His brightly colored hair
beckoned my fingers
like a moth to a flame.

Oh, how my lips did burn!
The stars spun
and time stood still...

Almost.

Enlightenment did come
by way of the porch light,
flooding us with accusations.

Without a backward glance,
the steps he did hurtle

and I watched him fade
into darkness with
mixed emotions.

The curtained window
drew back together.  I
entered through the back door.

Unable to look at her.
At my sister.

His supposed date.

by Margaret Bednar, Art Happens 365, August 8, 2011

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This is for Magpie Tales #77.  Please click and enjoy many other takes on this photo prompt.

Also posting this to the wonderful poetry blog: dVerse - "Open Link Night"  The talent is outstanding and if you want a fun night of poetry reading, please click on the link.

23 comments:

Matteo Taffuri said...

Thanks for the link Margaret
have a nice new week
greatings
Matteo

Zoe said...

Oh wow - well written! That twist surprised me! Beautifully portrayed (and betrayed?)

Ginnie said...

The twist surprised me, too, Margaret. I suddenly wondered if this was autobiographical? :)

Ruth said...

Oh, ouch!

Well done.

TexWisGirl said...

oh, this is really really GOOD!!!

Brian Miller said...

woop, nice twist at the end...oh there will be a cat fight tonight i am sure...haha...i was all caught up in the kiss and being taken away by it, you got me.

Mama Zen said...

Very cool twist!

missing moments said...

Uh oh .... great words!

G-Man said...

Margaret...
Amazing you are!!

Margaret said...

This is not autobiographical... At 16, I was kissing horses, not boys ;). Thanks everyone, for you kind comments.

justine said...

these are great words and love this shot it has always been one of my favourites

Dom said...

Talk about an unexpected twist! Love it.

Margaret said...

Thanks, Justine & Dom! I really let my imagination take a wild turn here ... :)

Mark Kerstetter said...

There had to be something other than 'happily ever after' beyond that "almost". There's something disquieting about that painting, beautiful as it is.

Pat Hatt said...

Wonderful little twist at the end, definitely be an interesting after conversation..haha

Victoria said...

What a surprise ending...great story you told using Hopper...one of my favorite artists.

Sheila Moore said...

uh oh! Regardless, I love this stanza - they too dipped and swayed
in rhythm with his
velvety smooth baritone.

~Kelvin S. M. said...

..i like the twist you made at the end – unexpectedly… thanks for the read.. i enjoyed it!

Doctor FTSE said...

Yes. Clever conclusion. It's usually "Dad" switches on the porch light.

RMP said...

yikes! what a way to end an evening...in more ways than one. you delivered a delightful and head-spinning starlit scene with quite a twist...absolutely lovely

Tess Kincaid said...

Wow...I wasn't expecting the ending. Nice write, M!

Helen said...

OUCH! For sure!
Sibling rivalry times a million!

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Oooo...nasty! I like it!