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High on a Hill
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Try doing while working a hundred hours a week as well, see how you go
hang on *counts how many hours there are in a week....*
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Try doing while working a hundred hours a week as well, see how you go
hang on *counts how many hours there are in a week....*
i only hope you pay yourself enough overtime, though it would seem many people working their own business work far longer for far less than they'd be prepared to for anyone else. get some sleep, dude!worst has been 122hours in one week, the joys of having your own business.
meet mabel
café rose
a green silk dress
white linen sheets
freesia sprigs in a slender crystal vase
a single lace-hemmed stocking
half-drawn blinds
cheval mirror
tilted towards the window
on the carved walnut cabinet
a cell phone discreetly trembles
In my mind this Mabel is a cheating adulteress and the phone call from her worried partner phone on silent so there are no interruption
we have a "poetry under construction" thread you could use to post these first drafts on and then work on them as the mood hitsTry doing while working a hundred hours a week as well, see how you go
we have a "poetry under construction" thread you could use to post these first drafts on and then work on them as the mood hits
interesting take on it. this is what i'd hoped for, i suppose: seeing where others took this in their own headsIn my mind this Mabel is a cheating adulteress and the phone call from her worried partner phone on silent so there are no interruption
sounds like jersey shore does narniaMabel had passed out on the coaster, after thoughtfully draining her glass, and gracefully displayed the cleavage of her full ass. Hastily, a tootsie roll was unwrapped and stuffed into her pants. And then I noticed the table was made out of maple and cracked, and I thought somewhere there is a poem in all of this shit: Mabel/table/maple and crack, but I'll be damned if I know where it is. So fuck it, it's the prose that b... loves to loathe.
will the real mable please stand up, please stand up.... love the different paths this opened up for readers.I see her as a femme fatale (but never a whore) with many lovers who visit her boudoir bringing with them exquisite and expensive trinkets which only go on display when they are the visitor of choice. Daddy made his millions and left her everything so she fills her time as and how she wants with occasional gratification on her terms
Meet Mable
she is a mother of four,
she loves putting the horse in the stable,
shy she seems but she is so much more.
thank you do you mean like this?:Not bad first go at it. You leave all the imagery to the reader but give them a horse, a stable and a woman to create in their own way, could maybe lose a couple of words that don't add i.e it is implied mable is female with the term mother
So to simplify for it to read smoother try dropping the she's out in the first two lines
Meet Mabel: on reflection
a homely acned face,
a dull and homely mind.
Shoulders slope to
saggy scraggy breasts
Pot belly, massive slab behind.
A barely conscious thought.
What bloody bastard god made me,
when others of my kind...
hahaha, I think I just walked past her an hour ago
It didn't occur to me that it might be read like that - I had a fourth stanza but thought it was melancholy enough already, so I took it out. Didn't want to pile on the pathos too thick.
..thank you do you mean like this?:
Meet Mable
mother of four,
loves putting the horse in the stable,
shy she seems but so much more.
Thank you sir I will try too!..
Exactly, looks like you are writing for the rhyme in the fourth
forget that and play to the third line. (disclaimer)
Mable
is a table
and that
is better
than a mat,
who by the (way?) is George.
more to this one than its few words
a table: - useful, put upon, load-bearing, angular, taking up space, not curvy, frequently plain but serviceable
a mat: - a doormat, i'm assuming, so smallish, downtrodden, something to step on and wipe your feet on, but also pretty important in the scheme of things, however lowly, as its presence would be missed and a lot of stuff would get tracked into the house.
so, this neat little thing shows us two very clear (in my head, anyway) pictures of a couple - nuthin' fancy, but sort of permanent.