Sunday, November 27, 2011

Magpie Tales #93 - "A Time Existed"

Photo courtesy of Christine Donnier-Valentin.  Used for Magpie Tales

A Time Existed

A time existed
of endearments murmured,
wrapped within my arms.

Beloved hands caressed,
enjoyed
my dress of velvet, red.

Legs trembled,
uncomplaining,
passion
overwhelmed me,
plush cushions flattened.

Discarded.
Abandoned.
Forsaken for another.

Beside the road I stand
showing a bit of leg,
hoping to be cherished,

needed.

by Margaret Bednar, Art Happens 365, November 27, 2011

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This is for Magpie Tales #93.   Join the fun and write a poem or short bit of prose! 

29 comments:

rel said...

Margaret,
It's not easy discarding an old friend, one that has shared so much with us but perhaps giving them a chance to bring happiness to others is solice enough.
Nice!!
rel

The Cello Strings said...

hope to be needed and cherished, what a powerful longing you have captured there.

amazing magpie.

TexWisGirl said...

'showing a bit of leg'. :)

Jinksy said...

Poor sofa...

Laurie Kolp said...

I love the sofa POV. What a character.

thingy said...

Aaw, this is so sweet.

Helen said...

I hope that peek of leg does the trick ... I enjoyed this, Margaret.

Tess Kincaid said...

Nice write, Margaret...I like the minimization here...

TALON said...

I love all the love and passion you 'stuffed' inside this sofa! Very cool!

Old Raven said...

Well done. It's a wow poem.

Ginnie said...

You do have a way with your "passion," Margaret! :)

Isabel Doyle said...

showing a bit of leg - surely that will secure the old lady a new lease on life?

lovely poem Margaret

Doctor FTSE said...

Very well constructed metaphor throughout. The settee ends up dumped at the roadside - the rejected lover ends up a streetwalker. Excellent.

Martin said...

A saucy sofa, now sad.

izzy said...

Showing a bit of leg- a tad of knee perhaps ? thanks.

Margaret said...

I really can not express how much your stopping by and commenting means to me. I started writing poetry a little over a year ago and now it seems to just be something I MUST do or I get cranky. I feel I stumble along, using free verse like a crutch, though.

Truly, thank you. Your blogs inspire me as well and I am so happy to spend my mornings with a cup of coffee and your creativity.

C Hummel Kornell a/k/a C Hummel Wilson said...

Human emotions within the confines of an aged red couch...remarkable write!

Trellissimo said...

Great tale of life's twists and turns...

Ginny Brannan said...

Ah Margaret, I like your take on this. Seems we both were thinking along same lines--being used and abandoned. Nicely penned.

Berowne said...

"Showing a big of leg." And a lot of decolletage. :-)

Brian Miller said...

aww...being discarded is no fun at all...a couch or otherwise...traded in on the new model carries a lot of pain...

Other Mary said...

Awww...that's what we all want, to be shown a little love. Nice one.

Jacqui Binford-Bell said...

Showing a little leg. Very nice image. Poem is full of nice images.

Caty said...

Love how you went into the mind of the couch...at first I thought you were writing the thoughts of someone who'd had great memories of the couch, but then I re-read it! beautiful work :)

Dave King said...

A very human sofa. Delicious.

HyperCRYPTICal said...

Just loved this and giggled at the leg showing!

Anna :o]

chiccoreal said...

Dear Art Happens 365: Personified, I feel this empathy for a couch all of a sudden...is this normal? Misplaced miss is missed!

miss pie said...

ahhh, the torment of caring....

zongrik said...

great metaphors