Now it has become
a love narrative
something conceptual
strangely enough
it has taken on the shape
of plump lips
of plump lips
I find myself compelled
to take running leaps
airborne for at least a minute
airborne for at least a minute
before landing
between the cushions
in the crease of your smile
between the cushions
in the crease of your smile
tk/November 2011
R.A.D. Stainforth's charming reading of this poem:
(visit his fascinating blog Black Dogs here)
R.A.D. Stainforth's charming reading of this poem:
(visit his fascinating blog Black Dogs here)
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image: Christine Donnier-Valentin
82 comments:
nice...my boys have a thing for jumping on the sofa right now...like the comparison to lips...so comfortable and then diving between...
Now it is MINE!!!! Unless Brian carried it off...if he did, he'll find me between those cushions when he tries to watch Sesame Street tomorrow morning!
lips as a sofa....amazing comparison my friend....brilliant.
God. If only it could talk...
I love when Stainforth almost breaks into a laugh...
So lovely. I love the running leap into the lips! As a child, I jumped up and down on mine singing songs from Broadway Musicals (or working out fear of flying monkeys--Wizard of Oz.)
K.
This is quite sad Tess.
Tess,
A sofa bereft,
With only memories to
give it worth.
But, oh what memories it could tell
if only its lips
could spell.
rel
Weaver most of my poetry is tinged with a bit of melancholy, but this particular poem is a very happy one for me...
If only its lips could spell...I love that, Rel...(oops that rhymed)
Oh, like this very much. What great imagery.
Melanie
I love the lips too - so many memories!
Your sofa is most definitely smiling ~~~~~~~~:)
Oh, Tess, I got a happy, sexy feeling from your script. Loved it! Only you could liken a used up couch to a pair of sensual lips.
i like the use of the title as a lead in to the poem. I discovered 'Gamma Ways' doing this, but have no idea who invented it.
sweet, romantic, and fun magpie.
love the plump lips imagery.
ah, comfortable and sweet memories :)
Sweet, Tess.
Like the petrified jelly bean under the cushion. 8^)
Tess, you are outshining yourself!
The image, nailed.
The poem. A feast.
I am in love!
Love the lips metaphor!
Aaah. A love narrative if ever there was one. Love it.
If sofas could talk...
some sofa#s are more sensual than others this one sounds a hotty ! thanks for sharing and the fab prompt x
Hard not to think of Salvador DalÃ’s ‘Mae West Sofa’ when I read this. This is a good one. Enjoyed
R.A.D. Stainforth's reading too. Even went to his blog and had a listen to some of his other recordings of your pieces. He certainly puts a lot of emotion/character into his readings.
Red hot it may be, but the wall called to me today! *smiles*
This creativity Tess is stunning. I so love this poem. My son was home this weekend and helped me eliminate half the words. :) And I think my poem reads better for it.
Thanks for the inspiration once again!
poor old couch- all the happy times now abandoned
Jim, Stainforth is amazing...he adds a powerful element to my poetry with his excellent readings...after all, poetry is meant to be heard...
Dali's sofa did come to mind when writing this piece, by the way.
A love affair of a different kind. Excellent.
A smiling sofa! :-D
I guess sofas can be behemoth,
and love seats more demure.
I see a love seat when you say
sofa; probably because your
wistful and playful sexuality
is capable of turning food into
porn, and inanimate objects
into lusty participants. This
piece did make me smile;
no real sadness here, all reds,
and pinks, burgundy and orange,
with dashes of ochre.
Love those sofa lips! Much better than a potty mouth - haha. Sorry, another fine poem!
Love the happy images this poem and photo evoke! You've got me smiling.
love this - like lips - very cool image
a delight
Great closing lines~!
Way to go Tess!
i loved this, the image, your words everything..x
We do get fond of old sofas and things. I'd have have a bounce on her myself, too!
a bouncy poem for a bouncy sofa.
new sofa, old sofa, onward and forward, what adventures await?
the photo feel poignant and sad to me. with your poem though, it is turned into something magical and fun.
Love the idea of lips and a smile....my kids used to love to take running leaps to the sofa....something I both miss and do not rolled into one. Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving Tess! :-)
Really. How do you do it? Write poem after poem after poem of stunning simplicity and clarity and image? How do you do it?
Amazing poem, from the first line until the last!
really nice work Tess! :)
What a neat take on the picture, Tess!
Thanks so much dear friends...you make sharing my poetry such a pleasure...you're the best...you really are...
Raspberry swirl lipstick ?
or watermelon- in any case fun!
Thanks.
Worded very well..
I love the whimsical place that must have come from,the child within the woman speaks as loud as ever..Lovely Tess!
Cheers!
Nice play on conceptual?
A fine poem and metaphor Tess
I like it that is a love narrative.
Love those 'plump lips'.
"Airborn for at least a minute" is a lovely image
Words and picture in perfect harmony. Your poetry somehow makes the most complex simile into familiar territory so I end up thinking "I see where she is going with this" But you knew that ....
Lovely stuff!
Oh what tales sofas could tell!
Anna :o]
Who wouldn't love a poem that ends with a smile! This was simply lovely to read.
I love this!
Makes me long to take a running leap - it's been years. This one made me smile today :)
Aww, I like this:
"between the cushions
in the crease of your smile"
Great poem. But lots of folk have laid claim to the sofa!
What a bouncy lovely image
in both words and pictures.....
Lively, engaging, entertaining...
Love it!!! This is one happy sofa! I had fun reading this; your wording is simply spot-on!
Love this...the shape of plump lips..landing in the crease of your smile...so creative!!
Great imagination..and so romantic too! Those lips....
Dear Tess: Harkens back to the day! Compelling!
yes! It feels like love...
A soft place to land is always a good thing.
Jumping on the sofa, leaping into lips/smile. Lovely and fun. Thank you.
Plump lips! But of course it looks like that. So great.
I loved this prompt, Tess, and I also love your new profile pic.
Enjoyed your take on the poem. Lips.. hmm. now who'd have thought of that? :)
I liked it very much!
so glad to stop by and enjoy the ride... ".. i find myself compelled... running leaps... airborne.. at least a minute..." yeah, that's how i wanna live my life... a most beautiful tribute to the abandoned couch... miss pie
This was a pretty one :)
I could just see your running and jumping. Brought a big smile to my own lips. Clever and sweet.
Ah, yes! I thought of Dali's Mae West lips sofa...
This as they say is moreish. I want to keep reading it again for no other reason than to enjoy again what I enjoyed the first time - like good chocolate.
This is very good. It reminded me of Dali's sensual red lips displayed in the Theatre Museum at Figueres.
very sweet
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