trapped in a maze
of patterned carpets
and dog-eared publications
feeling the strain
of life's
pendulous ticking presence
I climb walls
the color of puce green
like pond scum churned by rain
Interestingly puce is said to be a darkish shade of purplish brown in the US but in Europe it tends to be a bright green.
Love the ' life's
ReplyDeletependulous ticking presence' ~ but I'd try to jump on and keep ticking in the motion ~ have a peaceful rest of the week :)xx
Love the imagery!
ReplyDeleteThanks Lisa . . . I've been struggling to get any words down lately.
DeleteOoh, that is some powerful imagery in those few lines. I see puce the same as you, bright pond scum green :)
ReplyDeleteSometimes, rain brings the flowers.
intersting how the colors are different in different countries....
ReplyDeletepond scum can actually be quite pretty...ha...
def like that last stanza...
life as a pendulum, that really caught my attention...it sort of is, the ticking of seconds past, victim of circumstance...no choice but to wait.
ReplyDeletefull of lovely images and colors...superb as always!
stacy lynn mar
http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/
victim of circumstance, yes! Thanks Stacy.
DeleteIsn't that strange that puce has such different meanings? Great imagery.
ReplyDeleteIt surprised me.
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