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

Monday, September 2, 2013

The Widow

She stood, staring
at the bathroom wallpaper
She had liked it once-
Now the roses were faded;
the seams showed.

The left side of the double sink
held no toothbrush or
soaps or
The bowl was dusty,
toothpaste gobs long gone.

She squeezed the Colgate onto her brush
The crimped end of the tube read
It still worked, but had

submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Sunday Mini Challenge, A Birthday in September, William Carlos Williams


Brian Miller said...

how despondent a feeling i get from this...expired is a good work for most things in this scene eh? still works but....

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Re: the quality of this:

If William Carlos Williams was alive he'd be hashtagging your name.

This was perfect. Thanks, Moskowitz

Scarlet said...

Wow on the imagery of the fading wall paper and the taste of the expired colgate ~ Really well done LM ~