The Chateau Laguiole
boring deeper into corky flesh
his single motivation
as he grinds the resistant blade
deeper into walnut,
Pawpaw’s handle rubbing blisters
on his leathered hands.
To breathe again
he must set free the darkening fear
growing with each passing day;
A Yankee candle dances vanilla
nothings float hypnotically,
hidden treasures locked within
the antique cabinet.
The basement door squeaks open
an acute angle of light
alerts the boy
of Granny’s approach;
the basement steps.
Granny calls the boy’s name.
He is a statue until the darkness returns.
Loved this. Great usage of words here...
tears of the sky fall to the ground
Fun to play with!
So happy to find it that I often go back just to get a different perspective.
Nice tale here Laurie.
Words well used.
I'm not sure I understand this properly, Laurie. There was I expectingh a glass of a corsé
Bordeaux once the Laguiole corkscrew had done its work, but then the direction changed. Interesting.
This was such an interesting poem, tacking in different directions at unexpected points. I loved how you wrote, "A Yankee candle dances vanilla..."
Really well done. Very interesting use of those words.
Intriguing piece - it desires several reads and offers up a new pleasure each time.
really great work! I enjoyed this very much.
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Laurie, this is intriguing. I love poems that tell a story. The down, down, down repetition is compelling. I didn't entirely understand what was happening until the last lines. I'll come back to read this again, for sure.
Dark and dreamlike with all the invested words working hard!
Wow, your setting to tell a story is superb Laurie!
Your well-chosen words tell so much about the grandfather yet leave me wanting to know more about him. And the repetition of "down" is very effective. Feels like this could be developed into a short story or novel. Wonderful.
Yes...a story. I am just so impressed with the quality that has happened this week. The wordle has been magical that way.
All~ Thank you so much for your kind words and comments!
Laurie, the imagery in this is exquisite. You just bring us right into the picture. Well done poem. Another thing I liked, there was nothing forced about your wordle use.
Cool story, and some of the little phrases you put in really added to the atmosphere: "corky flesh" and "vanilla nothings" and the "horses" on the steps. Very nice. :)
Rich and wholey unexpected narrative. Well done!
You've built this wordle up to be very mysterious. Something is going on here and I want to know more. :) Great use of the words. Job well done!
Very clever, and nice use of the wordle-words. I especially like the stairstep sounds.
I'm having the same blog re-do urge. Shut my regular one down until I decide what needs doing, and started a sideblog.
I really enjoyed your poem, I feel like it's about a child doing something he shouldn't. Lots of lovely images.
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