a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Mixing It Up On A Sunday...

Photo by Kelsey Hannah

The strap did not stop in mid swing
My thoughts could not suspend
The zip nor the power
Diamond tough
The details of "a lesson"
Broke through the barrier
Tears fell silently
Like a waterfall
While the unit waited
For me to press the pleat
"We must look proper on Sunday."

Thanks for the challenge.

36 comments:

Jae Rose said...

What an honest and powerful write..Sunday best really does mean many things..the most obvious definition rarely so..

Kerry O'Connor said...

Great use of words to create the bustle of Sunday morning.

Sandra said...

pain from the past...this one is sad

Kenia Cris said...

Sunday best. What a beautiful poem, Gail. :)

Thanks for writing to my prompt. <3

Ginny said...

Well, I like this poem and the cadence of it, but can't quite figure out the meaning. I am getting that your purse broke...but also something deeper is going on, maybe the purse being symbolic of something else?

Kathe W. said...

another reason not to like the church that made that behavior seemingly necessary for a parent.
Very powerful poem.

M. A. S. said...

Prompts combined! Talk about a challenge!Great work on each. I was not sure I didn't even need to know that the words were underlined from the wordle. Without knowing, it affected my read of the poem in an AMAZING way.

Sketching with Dogs said...

Such a sad poem, wonderful.
Lynne x

Lynne said...

I found a couple of themes, not sure why some felt it sad. I think i was at a different place . . .
Like waiting, swinging . . .
Yet supposed to be ready for Sunday best . . .
And some how I goofed, failed or maybe fell . . . but
I am not the author . . .
She is the one to ask.

Björn said...

somehow looking proper on sunday seems one of the most sad part.. I get the feeling of restrains ...

sabrabowers said...

Powerful piece. Interesting the different interpretations. We all bring our selves to the reading of poetry and I was feeling some sadness and pain. Well wordled.

Belva Rae Staples said...

This is good, really good on so many levels. When you say we must look our best on Sunday, it implies so much more than the obvious.

gillena cox said...

this a a lovely Sunday poem and well suited to my Sunday meme at Lunch Break, please drop in and link up

have a nice Sunday

much love...

Helena said...

Sunday best, indeed! Well done on the collaboration of groups in one post. I take my hat off to those ladies that manage it. I'd be stuffed!

oldegg said...

A day of rest, a day of pretence, a day of hurt and a day to be remembered. This indeed is a powerful write.

Susie Clevenger said...

We never attended church when I was a child, but I received the "strap" on several occasions...great piece!!

Gail said...

I appreciate all who visit and comment. Thank you.

I'm unable to respond to those comments or questions without an email.

Danny Waise said...

You got the words in well, loved the last line.

LindaG said...

Brian Miller said...

proper...well for me that means my jeans dont have too many holes in it...and i take a wet towel to my shoes to get excess dirt off....lol....

undercaws.com said...

Bah! to those who make us be anything that is not us naturally. Love your piece! Bah!

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Sumana Roy said...

even on sundays!...it's a place to me to breathe...no pleat allowed....lovely lines..

Ella said...

This is sad-
You did an excellent job blending prompts~

Patricia A. McGoldrick said...

Sad, so sad!

Kutamun said...

Zen and the art of metaphysical housework !

Susan Lindquist said...

So many layers of meaning here ... your phrasing and word choice have given me three different stories here ... which one to choose?

Magaly Guerrero said...

Now I see this glorious image of "Diamond tough" and dust... I like the contradictory dance taking place in my head.

Sandy said...

Wow, that was tough!!!

Truedessa said...

What is proper? Who is to say?
A poem that made me stop to think..well done.

Susan Kane said...

You have such a way of blending words and lines, ending with a finished product.

Ironing a pleat! Awesome surprise.

Margaret said...

To "look" proper … sigh. The sad thing is that many people are probably fooled by the outward display.

Karen S. said...

Yes, we shall!

Sue said...

Loving the irony of that last line.

Well done, Gail.

=)

Tess Kincaid said...

Well done...thanks for including Magpie...

Cait O'Connor said...

I love the way you have put these words together.

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