Creased by you
Walking through the tangled
Tatters of my belief
Steeling my-self for what is to come
Christmas lights and warm décor
Honestly festive atmosphere
Lacking but one thing
You, You rumple me
My starched and stiffened self
Creased by you
Chris McQueeney 12/21/11 2:59PM
This was inspired by three word Wednesday http://www.threewordwednesday.com/2011/12/3ww-ccli.html
This was inspired by three word Wednesday http://www.threewordwednesday.com/2011/12/3ww-ccli.html
yes sometimes you just wnaant the one you love to rumple you
ReplyDeleteUnlike Sheilagh I saw being rumpled as being crushed, altered and hurt as your character realized her failings. I loved the phrase "tangled tatters of my belief."
ReplyDeleteIt is interesting how our own experiences determine how we interpret a poem isn't it. You've used the three words this week well.
ReplyDeleteNither is wrong...thank you for comming by.
ReplyDeleteI feel rumpled and creased too. In a good, poetic way of course :)
ReplyDeleteGood work, my friend.
ReplyDeleteReally great. I see some of my own holiday anxiety captured there. Thank you, Chris.
ReplyDeleteNicely meaningful use of the 3 words...
ReplyDeleteAre we fresh linen then...without another? Funny how rumpled I feel, yet alone. Merry Christmas!
ReplyDeleteThank you all! I hope you all have a merry Christmas or whatever you celebrate.
ReplyDelete@ wine...I think I am more like worn wool
ReplyDeletenicely done and thanks for sharing
ReplyDeleteThis is interesting..
ReplyDeleteAw, I've had one X-mas like that! Lucky me, it was only one.
ReplyDeleteWonderful "crease".
Great job...you rumple me starched and stiffened self..creased by you...I love this!
ReplyDeletecreased by you (great line)
ReplyDeleteThis is hands down one of my very favorite pieces of yours. It's wrenching. At least to me.
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