Monday, November 1, 2010

Frustration

Dammit, this isn’t what I wanted.
The love is there, fat glossy
in-chest balloon filled with warm
scent of newly-mown lawns
at summer gloaming. But the wanting-
wishing-not-getting time
lets my air out in a needy helium whine.

4 comments:

  1. Thanks for your terrific feedback on my One Shot poem this week (Rosemary). Are you linking this poem to One Shot as well?

    I liked the first line of this, and follow the balloon filled warmth, but the mixed metaphor (balloons with grass & summer) maybe could be worked out a bit more. The ending is nice, how it ties back to the balloon theme ("air," "helium whine"). Good work here!

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  2. i just came across your critique of Teressa's poem...thought it was absolutely brilliant...just wanted to say thanks for that...pete

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  3. ..came by terresa as well..and i'm amazed at your fine critique over there and also about your writing. i like the picture of the balloon as sth that you want badly and yet for whatever reason can't grab/get that easily

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  4. cheer up.
    you deserve the best.

    lovely blog,
    your poetry is divine.
    smiles.
    xxx

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