Sunday, May 18, 2014

The moment

Edward Hopper, 1922 


…drunk air…
a chaos of vibes,
the hands draw
the graphics
of true and false
(aka a Polygraph test)

from the altitude
of disaster
I force myself
to chew the bread…

You – pale
alabaster like,
shivering,
plastic plant
leans forward,
balancing
on the edge,
holding breath…

…exhale…
why
unnoticed
any people
would pass by…

mine…
only moment.

Brenda Warren


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23 comments:

  1. Kathe W.May 18, 2014 at 11:04 AM

    oh my- this has so much tension...well done!

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  2. Pat HattMay 18, 2014 at 11:16 AM

    Like the polygraph test, can fool the one of life only to an extent

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  3. Brian MillerMay 18, 2014 at 11:43 AM

    that whole section on the polygraph test///true or false and forcing yourself to chew the bread...i really like how it plays together...

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  4. Jae RoseMay 18, 2014 at 12:49 PM

    This has the feel of a smokey intimate moment treasured and savoured..delicious!

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  5. LeoviMay 18, 2014 at 2:09 PM

    Really a very special moment!

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  6. brudbergMay 18, 2014 at 2:35 PM

    I love how you have used the words.. and that moment of alabaster whiteness.. terrifying. (and I assume the Polygraph test was not passed)

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  7. CharleenMay 18, 2014 at 5:04 PM

    Eating forced bread will not end well.

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  8. TruedessaMay 18, 2014 at 6:32 PM

    Nice arrangement of words...gee cannot be a good feeling to eat forced bread..

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  9. Old EggMay 18, 2014 at 6:42 PM

    I read the bread chewing as necessary to avoid spitting venom at this stage. Her explosion is yet to come...it may not be a pretty sight! Her stance reveals a lot. Very well interpreted!

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  10. ✿May 18, 2014 at 7:12 PM

    Love the opening: "drunk air…a chaos of vibes"

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  11. kaykualaMay 18, 2014 at 7:35 PM

    All in a world of their own. Wonderful write humbird!

    Hank

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  12. KatherineMay 18, 2014 at 10:58 PM

    Very cleverly written .. very good

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  13. Vandana SharmaMay 19, 2014 at 5:48 AM

    world is too cluttered these days

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  14. Tess KincaidMay 19, 2014 at 10:31 AM

    I like the ominous plastic plant...

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  15. Cait O'ConnorMay 19, 2014 at 10:44 AM

    I feel the tension too.

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  16. flaubertMay 19, 2014 at 1:41 PM

    Excellent use of the words, humbird.

    Pamela

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  17. CathyMay 19, 2014 at 2:39 PM

    Love it

    http://thequietone.net/2014/05/18/new-poem-for-sunday-2/

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  18. Belva Rae StaplesMay 19, 2014 at 4:06 PM

    I like the chaos of vibes! It's everywhere you look. It's all around us!

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  19. JulesMay 19, 2014 at 7:09 PM

    I like it when the wordle and a painting come together.

    (I think I just found a comment you had posted that ended up in spam - but I was in a rush to accept it that I forgot which piece it was for... sorry. I shall try to better attend my long verse sites folders.) Thanks, Jules

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  20. Silent Otto May 20, 2014 at 3:37 AM

    I like this concept of disaster at altitude, as though one of Dantes circle may be in the realm of corrupted sky- god ...perhaps the missing eighth ?

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  21. humbirdMay 20, 2014 at 9:36 AM

    Thanks for the thoughtful comments! 'Disaster' is what we may feel sometimes, when loosing control...

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  22. RhissannaMay 25, 2014 at 12:52 AM

    "Force myself to chew the bread". What is it about oncoming disaster that makes eating such hard work? Brilliantly observed!

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    1. humbirdMay 25, 2014 at 5:51 AM

      Thanks for joining my blog! xx Love your story.

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