Thursday, January 29, 2015

Living Room

This photo was taken right from my living room.
A light shimmers through the silhouette of white shades
Into snow streaked checker boxed window panes
Reflections of lime green x-rays the veins of a bamboo plant
Whose trunk is a spiral staircase of wrapping brown snakes.

Traveling the right road sits an empty and still clock
Time stops...
It isn't shattered or brazen with limelight, but collects dust
As all twelve digits sadly weep in serene silence.

A freshening smell whisks through and gently touches nose hairs
All senses tingle with a sullen fever of eucalyptus – divine
Such a flowery deserves much appreciation and compassion
Especially in the eyes of the white shimmering light.

30 comments:

  1. A very evocative poem, Kenn. And enjoy the photo with the outside view. Check the first line and fourth line of the final stanza - words omitted, I think.

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    1. Thank you Mary for pointing that out to me. The first line did get messed up. Happens sometimes when I paste a document into Blogger. I'll fix it right away. The fourth line has no issues though far as I can tell. It is written exactly the way I wanted it to be.

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  2. Hi Kenn, I sent you an email at the address you provided over at the PU interview. Hope you saw it...I inquired about Maine photos. (You can delete the comment here....just wanted to give you a heads up in case my email ended up in your spam.)

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    1. I'll check it out Mary because I didn't see anything in there. Sometimes my email isn't delivered until a little later. As for the photos, I will try my best to get some over to you.

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  3. You have caught the hushed dusty patina of this living room, beautifully, like a still life.

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    1. Life was certainly still in this living room, but inspiring all the same.

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  4. You evoke that special feeling of sunlit blinds that make all rooms feel dustier .. to me these are tied to bad consciousness of not being outside.. (maybe good weather is an opportunity waiting to be grabbed).. so glad for the plants to give some sense in being inside.

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    1. Blinds can definitely give the sense of wanting to be outside or to open up to something else.

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  5. I like the beautiful capture of the winter morning while looking out the window ~ And the clock's character as:

    As all twelve digits sadly weep in serene silence.

    Good to see you at D'verse ~

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    1. Mary invited me over to Dverse, so I decided to open up to the community. Thanks for the wonderful comment too!

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  6. i esp. liked the eucalyptus fever... always love when there's scent in a poem....

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    1. I love the smell of eucalyptus. It isn't too potent, which helps my sensitivity a bit.

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  7. I like how you've involved the reader with so many sensory details. The eucalyptus reminds me so much of my childhood in the Los Angeles area--our home was surrounded by them--and then, when I lived/nursed in France it was used during a flu epidemic. Sense of smell evokes so many memories.

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    1. Sense of smell helps trigger parts of the brain as a stimulus for a calming effect. Probably why people use incense.

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  8. nice...i like that you touch all the senses kenn it really makes the scene come alive for me....to me it takes me to a meditative place of being and noticing....

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  9. how precious sunlight - you've cast a vivid image.

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  10. Hey, Kenn...nice to see you here at dVerse!

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    1. Nice to see some of everyone else's poems as well.

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  11. Such a flowery deserves much appreciation and compassion
    Especially in the eyes of the white shimmering light.

    There is so much to appreciate for in nature. You've brought it out very well! To think that it is all there right in front of your living room. Great write Kenn!

    Hank

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    1. There is life surrounding us everywhere we go, if only we have the eyes to peer at it for a moment and see.

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  12. Like Victoria and Claudia I too enjoyed the eucalyptus. It evokes so many memories.

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    1. I guess that the eucalyptus really does bring out the memories.

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  13. To see the emotion of life.. in the smallest of plants.. is nature's way of greening a heart alive..:)

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  14. Your words have led my senses and imagination on a detailed ride. The captures of the trunk, the clock, the eucalyptus bring a depth. Even the tiniest of objects have a power to hold memories and emotions...

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    1. I'm glad to have constructed a poem that pulled out those details for you.

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  15. We Aussies love the smell of eucalyptus too! :)

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    1. It is such a wonderful smell. Not over potent.

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