Friday, May 08, 2015

Four (big) Words -- a 'poem' for "Get Listed for May, 2015"

Blood, house (home),
face, and suburb

Blood on the moon
While you're at home
Fear on your face
Suburb fallout

Blood on his knife
You're home alone
Death on his face
Suburb castle

Blood on the floor
His, in your house
Shot in his face
Suburb is safe

Above:  Various houses I've visited.  The one on the lower left is Hemmingway's backyard study in Key West, Florida.  Next on the right is a monastery high up in the hills of Greece. I've been in both of these. 
[You can enlarge any picture by clicking on it.  Most get larger still if you click again.]
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Photos and Poem copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
I am linked with grapeling  at the Real Toads, Get Listed for May: Pablo Neruda
 - Grapling's instructions were to "please write a new poem for this prompt using at least 3 of the list words (or reasonable variants), post it to your own site, and link to that specific poem (not just your blog)." 
 - His resource for this prompt was "the list from the (translated) poems of Pablo Neruda, specifically, from the bilingual edition Pablo Neruda - Selected Poems (Houghton Mifflin, 1970)."
 - I used this one:  "from "I'm Explaining a Few Things", page 151 ( again): suburb, face, house, blood."  I took the liberty to use the word Home instead of House where I felt it to be more appropriate for my poem.

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At Friday, May 08, 2015 2:47:00 AM, Blogger brudberg said...

Jim.. this sounds like the horrors that can exist inside a gated community.. the slight variations really pulls a great narrative.. though I would always question the price of such safety.

At Friday, May 08, 2015 3:03:00 AM, Blogger Gillena Cox said...

the sarcasm comes across sharply, nice write terse and no mincing of wotds, direct and sharp

much love...

At Friday, May 08, 2015 6:13:00 AM, Blogger Outlawyer said...

Yikes--I don't know--your poem is certainly effective, but I honestly can't imagine shooting someone, if robbery were the interest--I hate to think of other things--(and hope I never have to be faced with these situations!) k.

At Friday, May 08, 2015 6:54:00 AM, Blogger Sanaa Rizvi said...

Oh my lord... these are some horrific images that you have painted here.. nevertheless its superb..! :D

At Friday, May 08, 2015 9:20:00 AM, Blogger Gail said...

I think there is much truth here.

Well done.

At Friday, May 08, 2015 9:39:00 AM, Blogger Susie Clevenger said...

Sadly this is reality or it seems to be as we are fed a diet of fear. This is one of the most powerful pieces you have written..(just my opinion) :)

At Friday, May 08, 2015 12:30:00 PM, Blogger De Jackson said...

Oh, my. Powerful piece.

At Friday, May 08, 2015 12:41:00 PM, Blogger humbird said...

O, thank you for the 'suburb is safe' ~ interesting play with words...

At Friday, May 08, 2015 1:44:00 PM, Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

You have captured what we see on the evening news every night, Jim! Yikes.

At Friday, May 08, 2015 7:14:00 PM, Blogger Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Dangerous, those suburbs! A scary, powerful poem. Plus interesting pictures

At Friday, May 08, 2015 7:34:00 PM, Blogger Maude Lynn said...

Sounds like the evening news!

At Saturday, May 09, 2015 12:45:00 AM, Blogger grapeling said...

Texas. go figure, Jim - some good photos, and an ironic reminder of the apparent tranquility that can be disrupted without warning. thanks for adding your voice ~


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