Thursday, August 13, 2015

Book woman

















For http://dversepoets.com we are writing "echo" poems, something I had not heard of before.  Easy to rhyme, but difficult to tell a story. I enjoyed this.



Her lips, chapped by the hot sun, kept closed now
how
Her eyes search toward the northernmost sky
sigh
Their affair need not have ended but for
wore
thin his stubbornness, her buttermilk style,
while
when neither would swallow their foolish pride
lied
She packs his bags and puts them on the porch
torch
along with his hat and satchel of clothes
loathes
She tossed his dusty boots outside the door
floor
Familiar tunes echo in the wind
rescind
Coalesced clouds of white birds take up flight
light
She walks back to her log cabin in peace
cease
She lives a world apart surrounded,
fed
by books she had meant to read and began
can
build her own life down the Book Woman Road
load
She watches and sits in the summer swing
wing
She is sheltered from the storm of warm rain
sane
For her life has become her own to live
sieve
She intends to live it as she sees fit
knit

18 comments:

  1. Wow!! Such a passionate echo verse :D
    Loved it! Beautifully captured :D

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  3. Captivating ... I liked the last bit... She intends to live . Well done Kathy

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  4. As a rocking of the prompt, this kicks dVerse butt. One can only hope the voice is fictitious & not personal, for it is rife with clarity, authority, & pain; courted by chaos.

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  5. Fascinating story of independence woven with an affair.

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  6. A woman who chooses books over a stubborn man cannot go wrong!

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  7. Nice! Everyone should live their life as they see fit!

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  8. such a story in echo verse!!!!....so very well done! could feel the passion all through...

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  9. Indeed.. Finding your own way after being deceived.. Torch the past and go forth.

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  10. I had no idea you could build up such a compelling narrative from echo verse - you have done a great job here. (And spoken to me in a very direct way at this moment in time.)

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  11. @ Kathy - oh, i'd be so happy if you could find that Spanish term for me! Thanks for stopping in.

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  12. I like this. This woman taking charge of her life, literally putting the garbage to the curb and picking up the things that matter.

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  13. When you read this aloud, the echos are so sweet and subtle...and I like "buttermilk style"....interesting term.

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  14. you really nailed this... each echo truly did just that with every line. I don't think I was this on point with my echos... smiles.

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  15. These boots are made for walking
    Talk
    These legs are made for dancing
    Prance
    My wife allows me to be free
    Glee..;)

    I think i'll
    write a song
    one day
    or perhaps
    one will
    copy
    one
    from me..;)

    And interestingly Echolalia
    is a condition that i am
    'gifted' with from
    birth along with
    the precocious
    HYPERLEXIC
    reading skills
    that helP
    me to communicate
    as a non-verbal
    autistic child..
    and that's
    a big pArt
    of why i
    am unique
    as the parrot
    learns to sing..:)

    But it's hard to relate
    that to folks who have
    always spoken easy
    and do not understand
    the sadness and
    loneliness
    of understanding
    it all with silence...

    No one will
    shut me up
    now.. as
    i can
    finAlly
    speak
    it all
    OUT
    WITH WORDS
    AND STEPS OF LIFE AS DANCE
    AND POETRY AS SONG OF FREE..:)

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  16. Impressive storytelling, Kathy, with echoes of resolve (regret may come later) but there's something attractive about Book Woman Road!

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  17. She is sheltered from the storm of warm rain
    sane

    For her life has become her own to live
    sieve

    Beautiful and nice images

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  18. oh wow - really nice storytelling - not an easy thing with the form but you did beautifully - glad she found herself there in the end..

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