Wednesday 15 January 2014

REFRIGERATOR

As she opened the door
Icy serpentine words rushed
Spitting venom
Thousand split-tongues danced
She bore the wild attack
Unperturbed
And became a candle
She wanted to wrap them
Melt them, make them glow
Just as the silver threads of the moon
Keep on weaving radiant garments
For black night

Posted for Get Listed With Brendan : Moon Madness @ Real Toads
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Shared with Poetry Jam where the Prompt is Refrigerator
                                             

13 comments:

  1. Wow, what a great foray into the challenge -- I don't know if the "she" here is Sylvia Plath, or the writer, or some other victim of poetry, but the conceit is wonderful. Opening the cold tomb of the muses, getting blasted by what is find there, using it to refilament the moon. Loved it --

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  2. my fav part are the last couple lines the weaving of the garment by the moon...sounds rather pandora's box there in the beginning...

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  3. She has wonderful strength! Really liked how you were able to bring these 2 prompts together - not 2 that I would have thought would have been able to go together well. You proved they could!

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  4. Sumana, this is an amazing poem.The following lines are very captivating, "Just as the silver threads of the moon
    Keep on weaving radiant garments
    For black night."

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  5. Love the . . . thousand split-tongues danced and the silver threads of a moon to weave garments.

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  6. Perhaps if we worked with all perceived enemies like this, unperturbed, we'd find ways to weave together.

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  7. "She bore the wild attack
    Unperturbed
    And became a candle
    She wanted to wrap them
    Melt them, make them glow"

    Beautiful thought there... something to aspire to but it is hard.

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  8. The image of moon weaving radiant garments is wonderful. Well-penned.
    -HA

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  9. I most love the moon weaving radiant garments. Wonderful!

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  10. I like the imagery of becoming a candle , very positive thoughts in that numbing cold attack ~

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  11. Mystical. I liked how she morphs into the candle. And the snake imagery is mesmerizing. Great write. :)

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