Bird Point
We walked the corn fields
that sweltering Missouri July
I in summer-hardened bare feet
a polka-dotted sundress
you in those obscene cut-offs
cowboy boots, can of beer in hand.
We searched for arrowheads
there'd be dozens you swore
Pulaski county--once home to the
Quapaw, Missouria, and the Osage.
Heat dazed, I followed your
long-haired, flat-assed self
shared your bitter beer
visioned another me
in buckskins and braids
beads and moccasins
pounding meal from corn
both me's oblivious to
coming dissolution
in moonshine and disappointment.
We returned home
sunburned and tipsy
the single chipped bird point
rough in my hand.
It rattles in my handkerchief drawer
even today.
read more poems and tales around this prompt at Magpie Tales. Photo of Van Gogh painting provided by Willow.
10 comments:
What a romantic story. You write so good Suki.
Yes, well written, paints a story again telling us lots about your past life! Nice way to capture it.
Your poems evoke such depths of meaning and memory with deceptively simple imagery. I like the hard-ass voice of this one. You are good, sukipoet! At least, in my humble opinion, and that's all I have to go on. I used to read a lot of poetry when I was younger but moved away from it. I largely avoid it these days, not wishing to risk feeling embarrassment or aching teeth from maudlin lines or ersatz sentiment. But your poems hit me with their stark reality and pin-sharp evocations of time, place, emotion.
A slice a moment in life beautifully worded...great poetry!
Did I ever tell you how much I love your poetry?
I'm sayin' it again,,,love it!
And I love that it's still in her (your) handerchief drawer.
I'd like to ask if this is recently written? I'm imagining one of your drawers filled to running over with your poetry,,,and getting them out and into a book!
Babs, I wrote this over a two day period this week after looking at Willow's picture prompt. I do have a number of poems as i started out as a poet many years ago. but then i stopped writing poetry for years except maybe once a year. But I have picked it up again.
Thanks for the book thoughts and for being a "fan." You are so kind.
awww gee whiz suki, this is so damn good! the last sentence is so earthy practical in its imagry that it startled me in the best possible way.
i'm glad you are writing and creating again.
♥
kj
I love your poetry---would love to see it put together with some of your art ;-)
As another one of your fans, your writing always leaves me wanting more.
Excellent, raw poem Suki. I love this one.♥
I feel as Mary does...your poetry and your art together would make a wonderful book, one you could put on a coffee table, or a guest room nightstand...lots of 'food for thought' in this poem...I read 'crumbling relationship' in the words...
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