Sunday, August 02, 2009

One Single Impression: Windows


Windows Everywhere

Windows, windows--windows everywhere
it's getting late let's play pour some wine
monster, monsters--antics give us fear
they're peeking in we can't tolerate

Windows, windows--windows everywhere
those neighbor kids peeping Toms them all
caught in the act bastards found us rare
here's our defense buy curtains first call

Windows, windows--windows everywhere
shoot them tonight buckshot in the arse
they called the cops no way would they scare
it's all a farce law won't give a hoot

Windows, windows--windows everywhere
beams through the glass supper's on the plate
hear my defense home is our castle
bigamist caught I.D. spelled my fate

Windows, windows--windows hard to find
everyone sees can't hide one small act
holler and curse the noise blows my mind
they kept the key I see through the gate


-- the bad --
Copyright © 2009 Jimmiehov. All Rights Reserved

Find more poems at One Single Impression
"Windows" as prompt,
suggested by Christine of
Quiet Paths

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25 Comments:

At Sunday, August 02, 2009 2:44:00 AM, Blogger anthonynorth said...

Now that's an intriguing one. Nicely done.

 
At Sunday, August 02, 2009 3:41:00 AM, Blogger Greyscale Territory said...

A fun romp through many window scenarios!

 
At Sunday, August 02, 2009 5:06:00 AM, Blogger DeLi said...

hello witty windows..nice of Jim to pass by and introduce you ......:)

 
At Sunday, August 02, 2009 6:31:00 AM, Blogger SandyCarlson said...

Ah, indeed, those curtains can shield us from the kids we can't scare away!

Fun stuff, Jim.

 
At Sunday, August 02, 2009 7:16:00 AM, Blogger Sweetest in the Gale said...

What an interesting take on the prompt...and the photo really brought it home. Great read!

 
At Sunday, August 02, 2009 8:27:00 AM, Blogger Maggie said...

Indeed the world has many windows and many which curtains can not hide what is revealed.

 
At Sunday, August 02, 2009 9:15:00 AM, Blogger lissa said...

didn't care for the photo but I like the repetition in the poem, it not only signal urgency but a sense of fear - I wonder how some people survive never going outside of their home

 
At Sunday, August 02, 2009 9:54:00 AM, Blogger Sue said...

black humor -- good one, strong images, strong emotions.

 
At Sunday, August 02, 2009 11:09:00 AM, Blogger Amias said...

Don't like what I see through these windows; glad for the times when I can play ignorant.

 
At Sunday, August 02, 2009 1:40:00 PM, Blogger spacedlaw said...

All sorts of windows looking back at you.

 
At Sunday, August 02, 2009 2:47:00 PM, Blogger Abraham Lincoln said...

And I really enjoyed the post. I like windows and the poem was very nice.

I try to moderate all the visitors but when it gets up to 10,000 I don't know how it will be.

 
At Sunday, August 02, 2009 4:02:00 PM, Anonymous Bobbie said...

Very interesting and fun read. Nice writing!

 
At Sunday, August 02, 2009 4:18:00 PM, Anonymous Pam said...

I am not sure what to think. . . I like the windows refrain -- it made me think of all the ways to see in to someplace and someone.

 
At Sunday, August 02, 2009 8:47:00 PM, Blogger floreta said...

there's lots of meaning in this.

 
At Sunday, August 02, 2009 9:47:00 PM, Anonymous one more believer said...

a most enjoyable poem... then i saw the picture eek!! i liked yr label humor with a question mark even more

 
At Sunday, August 02, 2009 10:42:00 PM, Blogger gabrielle said...

All kinds of windows. Children are the first to know.

 
At Monday, August 03, 2009 8:40:00 AM, Blogger gautami tripathy said...

This is amazing. Took me to many places. And wonderful photo!

white curtains bellow from open window


Please don't forget to post your creative works at Monday Poetry Train Revisited too!

 
At Monday, August 03, 2009 10:22:00 AM, Anonymous one more believer said...

ah, don't remove the pix... it's a complement to the text... but of course, thaz just my opinion...

 
At Monday, August 03, 2009 10:31:00 AM, Blogger Patti said...

Hi Jim~ Your poem has so many different facets to it- very cool. I think I like the last stanza best and of course love the photo!! Thank you so much for my daughter's birthday wishes- she enjoyed reading your comment~

 
At Monday, August 03, 2009 9:42:00 PM, Blogger Tumblewords: said...

Wow - lots of activity in this - windows, windows. Nice write!

 
At Wednesday, August 05, 2009 1:28:00 AM, Blogger Jeeves said...

This window intrigues and I like it. BTW like your other blog as well, so I hop in there as well.

 
At Friday, August 07, 2009 7:22:00 PM, Blogger Kathiesbirds said...

I must say, this is an interesting poem. It's a bit unsettling and it puts me off balance. Perhaps that is your intent.

 
At Friday, August 07, 2009 11:18:00 PM, OpenID thelittlewriterthatcould said...

Jim, this was very rich, like a cup of dark, almost bitter coffee. Wouldn't be able to drink it except for that touch of sugar. Well done.

 
At Saturday, August 08, 2009 1:13:00 AM, OpenID theselfloveproject said...

interesting taking..

i feel this was awsome prompt...everyone's view has been so different that it is surprising..

 
At Saturday, August 08, 2009 9:47:00 AM, Blogger Patois said...

Clearly it's those damn windows' fault.

 

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