R.A.D. Stainforth's powerful read...
This keystone calls
for
more than cutlery
to
be undone―
use
your hands.
Hypnotize. Confuse
with
the power of your eyes.
Search
for anything tasty
that
might be embedded
in
the framework.
Hit
bone.
Level
to a gratifying heap.
Make
primal sounds.
Plow
supreme. Dissolve
my
poorly cared for lack of will
with
the force of a wrecking ball.
tk/December 2012
Object to be Destroyed by Man Ray |
You are as visceral as ever, my dear.
ReplyDeleteKeystone
ReplyDeletenice image
didn't see that
Glad you noticed...thank you...
DeleteThis is awesome! I love your opening and this whole section:
ReplyDelete"Search for anything tasty
that might be embedded
in the framework.
Hit bone.
Level to a gratifying heap.
Make primal sounds.
Plow supreme. Dissolve"
So yeah, all of it. :)
Loved the poetry that went along with the image ... Perfect !!!
ReplyDeleteOh, I love this Tess... especially the ending.
ReplyDelete"my poorly cared for lack of will
ReplyDeletewith the force of a wrecking ball."
My bones are still ringing with the contrast between these two lines. The need and the determination are so strong...
damn that wrecking ball! Great poetry Tess!
ReplyDeleteExcellent poem and i loved the last two lines.
ReplyDeleteLevel to a gratifying heap.
ReplyDeleteMake primal sounds.
That's one way to do it...
So much depth as always...Concert early this evening. Will try to have a go at this when I return.
ReplyDeleteAhh... take me as I am.... love me right to the bone...Nice! :)
ReplyDeleteGreat imagery Tess--and I loved the ennd!
ReplyDeletemy god...this is what it's like to write
ReplyDeleteThis means so much to me...thank you...
DeleteWish you hadn't mcntioned my poorly cared-for lack of will. Struck home... :-)
ReplyDeleteimaginative and original imagery i need a wrecking ball in my own life!
ReplyDeleteLived Catfish Tales comment. Ha. Wow. Perhaps everyone needs a wreckingball like this at lest once in their life.
ReplyDeleteSorry for the typos. I'm not the greatest on my tiny iPhone
DeleteI consider myself very fortunate to have a wrecking ball...
DeleteOh, for sure. What would life be like without a wrecking ball. Terrific poem.
ReplyDeleteAll this is noted, Tess. Esp "confuse with the power of your eyes".
ReplyDeleteanother good poem Tess
ReplyDeleteit says so much as i read again and again... brilliant!
ReplyDeleteEach time I read this a different thing brings gratification...and each week RAD imbeds his own tasty nuggets into the framework.
ReplyDeleteHe does, indeed.
DeleteObject to be destroyed. I focused on the object and you focused on the destruction. I love the way everyone comes out with something different from the same image.
ReplyDeleteHypnotic ... like the beat, beat, beat of the metronome.
ReplyDeleteengaging !
ReplyDeletePraying against the force of that wrecking ball
ReplyDeleteYou sure know how to demolish a poem..you win...quite amazing!
ReplyDeleteYummm...
ReplyDeleteI love the power inherent in your words and in the prompt. Well penned, Tess. Thank you for sharing your imagination. It is meant to be shared..... dear friend. =D
ReplyDeleteIT HITS ME
ReplyDeleteFor sure a hit
is never fit.
For sure it is
concealing this.
Amazing write Miss Tess!..
ReplyDeleteJJRod'z
Somewhat ominous, but i doubt your will would dissolve that easily !
ReplyDeleteYou'd be surprised...
DeleteWhat's a poor little metronome done to deserve a wrecking ball? Powerful poem, though.
ReplyDeleteYour amazing words have the force of a wrecking ball dear Tess! :-)
ReplyDelete"Hypnotize... Confuse with the power of your eyes"... reminds me of the opening scenes of "Vertigo" (which I am showing tonight to a couple of young and uninitiated friends). Am on a serious James Stewart kick right now. 8-) Great poem!
ReplyDeleteAdd "Anatomy of a Murder" to your list...
Delete"Dissolve my poorly cared for lack of will with the force of a wrecking ball." This happens to me daily! And actually it doesn't even take a wrecking ball most of the time. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteI have yet to understand a single poem. I don't get it.
ReplyDeleteMoey, poems can take on various meanings to individual readers...hopefully something within the poem strikes you...something you can connect with and take away with you...
DeleteFine poem with a devastatingly powerful ending.
ReplyDeleteSearch for anything tasty...
ReplyDeleteOh, I love that stanza!