jornales

for a moment of joy or moments no one pays for, i give myself a ‘jornal’. this makes me rich. try it.

nightmare (for One Shoot Sunday)

Picture prompt by Rosie Hardy

the last drop of turpentine
stains the moon on the landscape
she conjured

out of yarn that wobbled
like disembodied Adam’s apple
talking to her of a man

she pulled a meadow
where cows wear earrings
and metal buckled boots

they stomp on blue irises
eat white poppies and sneezing
blow balloons from their noses

she draws a woman in a shed
whittling an arrow for a son, but
where’s the boy

a blond head and arms like sticks
legs broken in angles appears
astride on a cow

the moon comes rising
mid spring among the grumbling oaks
their skin brittle as glass crack

the wind is cruel in the meadow
it sweeps in gales and shifts corners
unexpected

she runs out of turpentine
as the white mice appear in between
the boy and a grinning calf

the spaces she overlooked
now scurrying as swift as the wind
she wallops a blob of blue

as if the sky does not cause
clouds that mutate into white mice
the last of the turpentine drips

to the woman’s lap
where is the man and son ask
the elder berries

the woman leaps to dance
the dance of the moon when crazed
by the giggling stars

not stars but tickling
white mice has the woman stoned
after the dance to shake

her nightmare off
she doesn’t waken even as the man wills
to turn himself into a bearded mouse

the painting clears out
in the dream the woman in the shed
becomes a petulant woman wearing

white breasts and the man-mouse
has multiplied on her

Posted for One Shoot Sunday at One Stop Poetry from a prompt by Rosie Hardy. This inimitable site for poets and artists starts the first Sunday of its second year, winning a Shorty Award for the Arts in its first year. Check out what made it win!

I wish to thank Adam, Chris G, Brian, Pete and Claudia again for having done a wonderful job. NO word is ever enough for what I feel I’ve gained from OSP.

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July 18, 2011 - Posted by | free verse, poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

4 Comments »

  1. thank you…crazy wicked imagery…the steel toed stomping iris blowing balloons out nose i was just like wow…lol. really the whole thing is just fabulous and a mind trip of imagery…killer write…

    Comment by brian miller | July 18, 2011 | Reply

    • Haha…it’s you who identified the prompt as ‘wicked’! Thank you, Brian! I’ll miss you, your being the the ‘first to shoot’ my posts! Thank you!

      Comment by alee9 | July 18, 2011 | Reply

  2. Alegria, I will miss your responses to these prompts. It’s been a sincere pleasure posting alongside and learning from your work. You seem to always take it to another level through your skilled use of weaving images. Always a treat to read your work. Thank you. adam

    Comment by dustus | July 18, 2011 | Reply

    • Thanks, Adam! I’ll miss you, too and Brian especially. Many of my friends have noticed that in these months since I joined OSP, actually, my poetry has soared! I can’t thank you all for that, for your support and your generous words twice a week! Please let me know where you are so I can follow you and your poetry that always leaves me quite in awe. Thanks again!

      Comment by alee9 | July 19, 2011 | Reply


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