Time
Stoically the old girl prevails,
seemingly impassive
to the degradation of time.
Gracefully she poses,
unaware her resplendent scarlet robe
has long since been stripped from her frame.
Tattered and stained, her corset bulges,
seams hinting at what used to be.
The west's version of a Norma Desmond
dreaming of a triumphant revival,
a stunning close up
as she gracefully glides
across the horizon once again.
Desire still strums it's fingers
across the strings of her heart
as she seductively lies in wait
for her man to need her again,
but for many an old girl
renewal is an unattainable dream.
Time continues its course,
beating down her will,
demanding submission.
by Margaret Bednar, Art Happens 365, Revised January 4, 2012
This is for "Barn Charm #67" which I will be linking to on Tuesday. Of course, the Norma Desmond reference refers to the aging Hollywood actress in the amazing old movie "Sunset Boulevard" starring William Holden and Gloria Swanson. If you like old movies and have never seen this one, you are in for a treat!
beautiful images, but your poem made me very sad...
ReplyDeleteYes, yes. LOVE the whole poem, but this...Desire still strums it's fingers
ReplyDeleteacross the strings of her heart
as she seductively lies in wait
for her man to need her again,...
...is what makes it a heart-throb!
Margaret, your photography and poetry are charming. You have certainly been blessed with creativity!
ReplyDeleteIt is a beauty!
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Yes, sad, but true. I do think so many of these barns retain a dignity even when they are on their last legs...
ReplyDeleteLovely, evocative poetry.
ReplyDeleteI want to reach up and fix that door for her.
What a beauty! Love that hanging door & the sepia looks really neat!
ReplyDeleteThank you for joining this week's Barn Charm, very much appreciated! =)
Perfect barn for inspiring poetry.
ReplyDeleteA sad and poignant write that applies equally well to aging barns and we women of a certain age. ;)
ReplyDeleteNice photo and poetry!
ReplyDeletebeautiful...
ReplyDeleteWhat a great old barn and your poetry is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful...both words and photos.
ReplyDeleteYou rpoetry is beautiful and the captures of the barn awesome. I would love to see it up close. There is something about the abandoned and “fallen down” one that really appeal to me. It is like I am driven to photography then before they are gone from us forever. genie
ReplyDeletegreat shots. i love them. great poem as well. thanks for sharing. (:
ReplyDeleteThese barn photos are incredible. In your poem I especially loved the line "desire still strums its fingers across the strings of her heart". Well done!
ReplyDeleteThank you! If you have never seen the movie, I hope a few of you get to watch Sunset Blvd someday.
ReplyDeleteLove the old barn AND the poem is fantastic!!! Gosh, you are becoming amazingly good at writing wonderful poems. Your talent just makes itself more and more apparent everytime I read something you have written. Mickie :)
ReplyDeleteThat old barn deserves every poem you'll ever write about her. What a beauty.
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