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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Illusions

Pablo Picasso: Girl Before a Mirror, 1932

I try on words like
 clothes in a bargain basement
department store
Under the harsh lights
my bare feet on grimy, threadbare carpet
I imagine a perfect fit
Beauty
One look in the mirror shatters
the illusion
Excess verbiage
Underdeveloped ideas
Loose phrases hanging off the body
The words looked so much sexier
in my head than
on the paper
With a sigh, I hang them back up
with all the other rejects.


9 comments:

Helen said...

I'm always amazed at how much better clothing and words look in my imagination - your poem captures the feeling perfectly!

Mary said...

Very nice! Don't the words ALWAYS look sexier in our head than they do on paper?? Well expressed.

my heart's love songs said...

oh, i LOVE this SO much, Sheri!!!

absolutely brilliant!!!

thank you for joining in at Poetry Jam!


dani

Christine said...

bravo, I feel both ways about trying on cloths and my writing attempts, you have painted this perfect

Mynx said...

Oh I know this feeling. So many wonderful stories in my head that just don't come out the same when I try to put them on paper

Brian Miller said...

ha. sometimes yes...i have notebooks full of them....some i save for days that i might find the perfect thing to go with them as well...smiles.

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Oh, that is so true!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love this analogy - but your words always sound pretty darned good to me, kiddo!

Bekkie Sanchez said...

Very well put and clever Lolamouse! Excellent take on the prompt! You are just getting better and better! You go girl! You deserved alot more +1's on word craft like this! I haven't done Magpie Tales or any of these for awhile but maybe I should. I like to write poems sometimes more than blogs. ♥