Tuesday, July 26, 2011

her sunrise

she sits in the corner
sipping her morning tea
anticipating her sunrise
a match striking in the shadows

her heart quickens at
his face lighted by the warm flame
with a flick of his wrist
it is dark again

she leans back and waits
for the familiar smell to reach her
inhales, picks up her mug
and calls out "tea?"

© 2011 Padmavani Karkera


P.S. If you are not an adult and are reading this, please note SMOKING IS INJURIOUS TO HEALTH. This is a poetic description of a situation and not an attempt to romanticise smoking. Cancer is not romantic. Thank you.
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23 comments:

  1. Elizabeth YoungJuly 26, 2011 at 6:27 AM

    Delightful! This small poem captures one within a tight grasp; it's the flame and the flick of the wrist, the male/female. Awesomely crafted.

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  2. CathyJuly 26, 2011 at 7:45 AM

    oh my, aren't we creatures of ritual? This is short and lovely, a simple and exquisitely well-articulated moment in time

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  3. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallJuly 28, 2011 at 4:48 AM

    love the imagery,
    glad to see you in.

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  4. ScarletJuly 28, 2011 at 5:37 AM

    lovely indeed...nice to meet you~

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  5. The PoetJuly 28, 2011 at 5:16 PM

    WoW! Captivating.
    Excellent imagery you've created with this one.

    Enjoy the Rally.

    I'm here:
    On This Orange-Hued Day

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  6. AnonymousJuly 28, 2011 at 10:22 PM

    I loved it!!! Having that picture as an image for the poem grabs the audience even more. Awesome job!

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  7. Marbles in My PocketJuly 29, 2011 at 2:44 AM

    Wonderful visual images in this. Nicely done!

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  8. AnonymousJuly 29, 2011 at 4:51 AM

    Nice imagery.

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  9. JeevanJuly 29, 2011 at 2:37 PM

    I loved the message you light up here! The Poem was food for perspective. Well done.

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  10. AnonymousJuly 29, 2011 at 3:56 PM

    Really enjoyed this, especially the feeling and smell of the smoke your words evoked

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  11. mindsingerJuly 29, 2011 at 10:46 PM

    Anticipation is all!

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  12. AnonymousJuly 30, 2011 at 12:03 AM

    Very sensual. Enjoyable read :)

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  13. jennifayeJuly 30, 2011 at 10:02 AM

    the poem perfectly captures a magical moment.

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  14. AnonymousAugust 2, 2011 at 12:45 PM

    Perfect seggregation of words,apt for the situation, Padmavathy! I felt like watching this happening in front of me.

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  15. AnonymousAugust 3, 2011 at 2:42 PM

    simple and sweet..

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  16. AnonymousAugust 3, 2011 at 2:44 PM

    ***

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  17. hedgewitchAugust 4, 2011 at 4:37 AM

    This was just the essence of romance; beautifully written. I was there in the dark, and I sighed at the image of that very intimate moment shared and savored.

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  18. Brian MillerAugust 4, 2011 at 5:09 AM

    mmm...this has some fine textures...could picture it perfect and now i sit appreciating that smell as well...

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  19. UnknownAugust 4, 2011 at 9:40 AM

    I very much appreciated your economy of words and the picture was still keenly painted. Well done!

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  20. AnonymousAugust 4, 2011 at 10:50 PM

    Your poetry and story writing are absolutely captivating. I look forward to following your work. Nice to meet you!

    David

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  21. AnonymousAugust 6, 2011 at 5:10 AM

    I like the imagery. I could almost smell the match at the end.

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  22. BellAugust 6, 2011 at 10:35 PM

    I really like this - I also really like tea, so it especially appeals!

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  23. PadmavaniAugust 9, 2011 at 9:03 PM

    Thank you all so much! Appreciate your dropping by and being so supportive :)
    Cheers
    Padmavani

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