Pages

▼

Thursday, April 25, 2019

Day 25 -- NaPoWriMo 2019

Luck of the Draw 

 The more I look the more I see
First I was seeing tapestry
Then I saw streamers to the floor
Quickly realized theirs was more

The more I looked the more I saw
Behind the streamers was a draw
The floor began to rise until
Until there was you on the sill

The more I look the more I want
Wished you were alive not so gaunt
Plumped and prime and could come with me
Off your ledge, meet my family

The more I looked the more I knew
You can't be real dreams don't come true
_ _ _

 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
 - I am linked with Kerry O'Connor in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/04/kerry-says-lets-be-imagists.html?m=1
 - and with NaPoWriM Day 25 at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-five-5/

at

7 comments:

  1. Rosemary Nissen-WadeThursday, April 25, 2019 7:57:00 AM

    This one makes me smile. Thank you.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Debi SwimThursday, April 25, 2019 8:46:00 AM

    Bittersweetness

    ReplyDelete
  3. Kerry O'ConnorThursday, April 25, 2019 9:17:00 AM

    I feel like you really explored the art with your words Jim.

    ReplyDelete
  4. Susie ClevengerThursday, April 25, 2019 1:07:00 PM

    Goodness, you saw a lot in the image. Awesome!

    ReplyDelete
  5. Kim M. RussellThursday, April 25, 2019 2:01:00 PM

    Isn’t it amazing how every viewer sees something different in a piece of art? It has to be the way they look at it.

    ReplyDelete
  6. brudbergThursday, April 25, 2019 3:19:00 PM

    The more you look the more you find... maybe even Waldo is there.

    ReplyDelete
  7. Violet LentzFriday, April 26, 2019 6:15:00 AM

    You transcended anything I can see, and that is what poetry is all about! Wonderful write!

    ReplyDelete