Rain falling on chicken wire covered trees reminds me of Christmas lights strung along each branch down the boulevard.

To say it has been a while is an understatement. I stopped writing for the public sometime in October. Life sometimes moves in a way where I learn I only have the energy to keep up with myself. Since last autumn, I ended up driving through Mexico to learn Spanish, explore, and climb Mayan ruins; soon after, I impulsively bought a ticket to the east coast and stayed in Pennsylvania, New York, New Jersey. I also fell in love.

Here’s a poem I wrote at one o’clock in the morning. The anonymous prompt is great: “ennui… and maybe I like it that way”

"Dishwear" by billimarie typewriter poetry

“Dishwear”*

Grown from tree trunk husk, it skirts
silver figure eights. Syrup synapses
adorn the elephant dark
and dress electric skin for tweed.

Only on you does ennui entice
such a decorous breed
to wolf.

-billimarie
january 24th 2013

* Yes, I mean ‘dishwear’ and not ‘dishware’. Lately I have been encountering situations where my insecurities of perceived intelligence/education flare up, which is the only reason I am disclosing a note on the spelling.


5 Comments

Arna Baartz · January 24, 2013 at 11:55 AM

i love the use of language, or miss use, or less misuse and more imaginative , i think we hold ourselves to some type of weird language ideal when in fact it was all mde up in the first place! i love your poem it is absolutely beautiful it sings to my dark bark and penetrates

Richard Guest · January 25, 2013 at 1:38 PM

The poem is wonderful, Billimarie! And congratulations on your time away – it sounds like it was really worthwhile – a great adventure.

john clinock · January 25, 2013 at 11:42 PM

Welcome back to the strange and wonderful world of blogging Billimarie. You have been far and experienced much but nothing trumps falling in love. Your poem touches deep…

Tammy McLeod · February 27, 2013 at 4:04 AM

Great to see you back. Like Arna, I really appreciate the use of language – and especially the way you do it – no room for insecurities with your talent!

John Hric · March 16, 2013 at 5:19 AM

just because language has been recorded to a dictionary does not mean it is confined, as you have done so well – it constantly escapes and is unbound

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