No, not again!
You stare from a rear pew
at the popping eyes and facial festoons
of the next to marry your muse:
poet in a black suit doing the polka
with your erstwhile bride;
her train of inspiration sweeps
along the marble aisles.
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These surreal musings inspired by dVerse and GoDogGo were assembled from two other blog posts. I was imagining Paul Éluard as a witness at Salvador Dali’s wedding.
of the next to marry your muse:……what a stunning quadrille…..really …..great line there but of course the whole experience of reading your poem was wonderful. Love it
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Wow, Denise – so well concocted – like a potion of images 🙂
❤
David
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Gosh, those last lines are just gorgeous, creating such a vivid visual. Wonderful.
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What a great image. Equally as intriguing verse.
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Welcome!
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This is absolutely stellar writing! I enjoyed this one ❤️
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The last two lines are just beautiful.
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Splendid. Read it twice and loved it twice, but it’ll stay with me forever. Thanks for sharing.
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What a wonderful thing to say!
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“her train of inspiration sweeps
along the marble aisles.”
Excellent poem!
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Such powerful imagery here, Denise!
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Such majestic and wondrous imagery. I was stunned right away and I love how imaginative and expressive this all feels throughout; I also didn’t realize this was a quadrille at first until reading the comments. Such beautiful and innovative work here. I want to say more, but it is currently hard to type with a black cat leaning against my chest and butting his head between my keyboard, hahaha.
Love this!
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Thank you for your kind words.
I have one of those furry keyboard warmers too.
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