Thursday, March 28, 2013

Poetry Jam & Friday Flash 55 "The Usual"


The Usual

A bursting bouquet
of Van Gogh
graces my kitchen counter,

sentimental card
handwritten,
elaborately careful, neat.

Lasting love
ink stained upon
ivory parchment

beside bottle of bubbly
and small box;
promise of something expensive

to celebrate
my silence, my blind eye,
for the usual way

I forgive indiscretions.
I've grown accustomed
to indifference.

by Margaret Bednar, March 28, 2013

This is for Poetry Jam - The usual/unusual AND for Friday Flash 55 (a story in 55 words no more, no less)  I must emphasize THIS poem is not based on ME!!!  I in no way would EVER become complacent or indifferent to such behavior!  :)  And it's Easter and everything is sunny and green here and I have no idea where this came from... ha ha.  But it was fun.

26 comments:

Mary said...

I enjoyed this, Margaret. Sometimes it is fun to assume a different persona and in the voice of someone else! I am sure, unfortunately, that this DOES speak for some.

alan1704 said...

This is great and i like the looking a life from a different perspective. I really enjoyed it.

Robyn Greenhouse said...

Another beautiful picture of flowers! Glad to know this was just a poem and not real life!

brandi said...

I thought this was very sad. What makes us, both women and men, keep silent and accept things that are inexcusable?

g-man said...

Margaret Bednar....
Any body that has ever read anything by you
certainly didn't need your disclaimer.
You are very grateful for your blessed life.
Loved your very fictitious 55
Thanks for playing, thanks for this change of pace, it was pleasantly surprising
Have a Kick Ass Week End

TALON said...

You need never apologize for or explain fantastical inspiration, Margaret. I loved this!

forgetmenot said...

Beautiful photo of the flowers--you took that with your iPhone---wow !!!! Love your writing--you word your stories so eloquently. We can still write about situations in a meaningful way though we haven't personally experienced them. Happy Easter to you and your lovely family. Mickie :)

Yvonne Osborne said...

That's why it's fun to write fiction, to push the envelope and see what happens. I have no idea where some of my crazy ideas come from. It's almost scary. I love a bouquet of Van Gogh and the closing stanza.

anthonynorth said...

Great depth to this. Excellent write.

Jinksy said...

Another shadow being in hiding, methinks...

Green Speck said...

"I forgive indiscretions.
I've grown accustomed
to indifference." - I loved the power in these words !!!

Dave King said...

I'm one who felt this to be sad. Brave and beautifully written, compelling too, but still sad. Maybe I need to come back for another read? I'm sure there are levels I have missed.

izzy said...

Indiscretions ? I am glad you put up a disclaimer- mine lately was blame-
over it now, as my 55 describes...
Happy Easter!

Brian Miller said...

oy def better to deal with it...as this gives the feel of forgiveness being bought...and that does little for the resentment that builds...oy....sorry i am late ma'am...grad school is kicking my butt...

Laurie Kolp said...

Lasting love
ink stained upon
ivory parchment

... beautiful images, Margaret. Happy Spring... Happy Easter!

manicddaily said...

Oh dear. Well, I guess if you get enough small boxes you can take them and move out! (The character.) Cleverly done. Happy Easter, Margaret. k.

Jazzbumpa said...

it's true you don't need to explain
but i'm glad you did

very powerful and really well done

Cheers!
JzB

Peggy said...

I love the bouquet of Van Gogh! I understand this is not the usual you--LOL--but sometimes don't you wonder where these things come from? I find myself writing things that are definitely not based on me and wonder how it came to me. Lovely photo too.

Loredana Donovan said...

Love the sunflowers! Even if it isn't the usual you ... you're brave for writing it. I find it difficult to write anything that doesn't "represent" me. Well done on the imagery.

girlwiththepen1118 said...

Inspiration stretches across decades since beauty is undying ! BEAUTIFUL my friend ~ Sincerely Deborah

Ann (bunnygirl) said...

Not every poem has to be from our life or where we are now. I struggle with that sometimes myself: Let the poem stand on its own, or add a disclaimer?

Other Mary said...

Oh wow, you twist at the end really transformed this from cliche into real and powerful feeling. And I know what you mean about the disclaimer bit. Not everything I write is autobiographal, and I sometimes wonder if readers think it is.

hedgewitch said...

One of my favorites of yours Margaret--there's a sad balance that some are forced into in life, and you nail it here--like you, I would be breaking things, though. ;_) Beautiful photo of the sunflowers, as always. Happy Easter!

Helen said...

Like the way you played a role ... stepped out on stage!!

artbyrae said...

Very nice love the images

Ginnie said...

HA! We know the real you by now, Margaret! :)