On the Chair in the Corner
i
She wears the moon
underneath her clothes
so no one will know.
Her face is the shape
of an arrow, indicating
a downward trajectory, or
a wedge of lemon on the tongue.
Her eyes
are the colour of background.
ii
The moon is a body -
moon-shaped body -
luminous only in lightfall.
Sliding into darkness beneath
an arrow of chin,
under cover of cloth,
it becomes sharp
as a sliver of lemon
placed lightly
between lips -
tart
on the tongue -
sucking into a dusk
coloured gaze.
She wears the moon
underneath her clothes
so no one will know.
Her face is the shape
of an arrow, indicating
a downward trajectory, or
a wedge of lemon on the tongue.
Her eyes
are the colour of background.
ii
The moon is a body -
moon-shaped body -
luminous only in lightfall.
Sliding into darkness beneath
an arrow of chin,
under cover of cloth,
it becomes sharp
as a sliver of lemon
placed lightly
between lips -
tart
on the tongue -
sucking into a dusk
coloured gaze.
posted by burning moon at 11:10 PM
2 Comments:
Outstanding write,
Her eyes
are the colour of background.
and
sucking into a dusk
coloured gaze.
You come up with wondrous lines kid
thanks. I wrote this for one of those picture competitions. It's quite tricky to write a meaningful poem for a picture sometimes. I really didn't mean to write another 'moon' poem, but that's what it ended up as
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