Sunday, 29 April 2012

Essence



scum rose to the surface
i skimmed carefully
wanting to retain the very essence
musky perfume filled the room
as steam condensed on opaque windows
hung with heavy linen 
and blackened chimney stones
iridescent with oils
held my secrets
carefully set another batch
screwed tight
and labeled.


image manu pombrol


..another weird and wonderful image from The Mag over at Tess's place

14 comments:

  1. Such gorgeous wordplay. Really nice.

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  2. Kay, this is fabulous and twisted. Like a lid on a jar. ;)

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  3. thank you both!!!....my ex always said i was an old witch!!

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  4. This is quite dark and sinister. It reminds me of the book "Perfume' by Patrick Susskind, but there's lots of hidden meaning here too. Very enjoyable.

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  5. Vivid... unigue take on the pic, too.

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  6. Beautiful and enigmatic...brings to mind the movie "Perfume"...

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  7. I love the leverage and effort dancing between the lines of this aromatic poem, Kay. Thank you for sharing. =D

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  8. so just what are you brewing...the essence of man...might be best to get that scum off the top for sure...smiles..

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  9. Very neat take on the image prompt. Nice read. thanks

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  10. Weird and wonderful image; weird and wonderful response...

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  11. I found this piece very intriguing...read it again and again. Love the dark earthiness of the thing. Quite an imagination to go with your talent. Vb

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  12. Hi Tess...i haven't seen the film but read the book years ago..thanks for your lovely comment. Kay

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  13. thanks all of for your comments...they are so appreciated..xx Kay

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