The Window

read down left then down right.

 

 

 

 

Cotton drapes frame her window, she is blind to the sky, though daily clouds gather, all saying Goodbye.

    Imprisoned in plastic, she sits behind glass......................High-up in an attic, out of sight and away

 And gazes, eyeless, ‘cross the rooftops........................................From lifetime’s notice, rotting in sun

   In her grandmother’s old rocker..................................................Her last gasp painted mad

         Now still, with her weight..........................................................By mad artists’ hands

Nevermore gentle movement.................................................................“The Ugliness Brutal”

     Nevermore creaking gait........................................................................By The Devil’s Plans

       And no one will visit...............................................................................Taken all alone

   And no-one will know..................................................................................In frantic struggle

      Her stiff last repose.......................................................................................Shrink-wrapped

     Agape, and frozen..........................................................................................Then posed

           Death throes..............................................................................................Window-seat

        End unknown.................................................................................................For crows

            No witness...................................................................................................Entombed

             No friend....................................................................................................And always

             But terror.....................................................................................................No end

             In murder.....................................................................................................But death

                            ---------Cotton drapes frame her window, she is blind to the sky,---------

                            ------------ though daily clouds gather, all saying Goodbye.-----------------

 

 

Reviews

[A.Lee]

I like the way this starts out soft then increases and increases in intensity until the end and then softens again with the repetition of the last line. I REALLY like the feel of this. It makes you almost feel claustrophobic, trapped, like she is. Great job. Very creative.

[mmzx]

this is so cute.
(:

[Gomer LePoet]

Hey D. I am reading this on a laptop, and although the print is rather small, I have no problem with the display. This is quite unique in style and I am sure it took forever to write. I like this "shrink Wrapped" piece. it is superb my friend. I am going to sit in granny's rocker now and stare out my window and contemplate the meaning.

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

Congratulations i knew this would place!
Yesss!

[just rose.]

Supremely creepy ... and effective. The poem itself is absolutely poignant and well-detailed and incredibly well-conceived and written. The shape format (oh, God, I'm so sorry, but you just DO, you DO evoke in me this classical reponse) ... (speaking sotto voce) like George Herbert's Easter Wings, c. 1633, albeit quite different subject matter ...adds much to the words ... this could not have been easy and, from the title to the final farewell, it succeeds brilliantly.

[Sara]

i really, really like this poem, but i don't think i would have the patience to do something like this myself (that formatting looks too complicated and i'm too lazy)... still, great job combining art and poetry! ;) but WHY did you have to turn such a cool idea into something so depressing? you could have written about a window with a wonderful view (think children playing, sparkling lake, butterflies!) i bet it would have fit that playful, creative formatting just as well! oh devons... :D

[J.Black]

Dang! I'm on a laptop and this just seems to be a big giant mess. As from what I got out of it it seems very creative! Hope to read it properly soon :)

[zombiikillah666]

you can read this in two differant ways... (:
i really like this..alot...for really reals. :D
great one!!!

[Ruth]

This is a great piece of art Devons. I must admit the structure is intense:) But I like it a lot:) Two sided, amazing structure! xx

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

I see two poems here words only on left and right .. such a poem too! Sad it is .. all alone is she .. very creative and imaginative.
I like it as it is .. stark .. Impressive writing!
Chloe

[Truly Ross-Wisehart]

This is imaginative and brilliant. The drapes jump out immediately, creating the 'window' in front of which she sits solitary.

In reading down the left side, I find a more personal view of who she was in life and how she met her end. Down the right, it seemed more about the one(s) who took her. In both poems, I found a horrific story. Put together, they tell an even more telling tale.

Just excellent!

~True