Seven

Three in a row on Sunday...not unheard of.

She broke the silence with seven words from Cannery Row

The opening paragraphs, the paragraph about Monterey being a quality of light

They looked at her seven ways from Sunday and fidgeted

And she was the weird one, the forced puzzle piece

And she was the girl that hung out on the fringe

She knew those words and she knew that quality of light

She was seven days from becoming full and gorgeous

They didn't know, she didn't know

The universe hangs it's hat on the beauty that is an open mind 

Author's Note

And the universe has an awesome collection of hats.

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

p.s. seven is my number btw

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Would it be vain to say I feel like you have written me onto your paper...put me in print and hung me on the fridge to share with the world? or put me on the fridge to share your world? I think I like that better...exploring that stellar mind of yours and becoming part of a bigger picture. I wonder if they would look at me funny I hung all of you, my poetry family, on the fridge...would they ask who each of you are? would I tell them? :P

[Crowley]

I can see this being you. And yes you should hang us on the fridge next to the Chinese food magnets and self arranging magnetic alphabet. Thanks Q

[LanelWilson]

I reread it multiple times, with each I found more insight into this girl, it's fantastic to read any piece that makes you think and feel closer to the main purpose, I love this

[Crowley]

Thank you for the kind words and the read. two reviews in one day, I am very honored!

[Fran Marie]

Like the forced puzzle piece that just doesn't quite fit in..yet you let us see the bigger picture is what is accepted or not
..nice work

[Doreen]

Short, yet sweet and powerful. A pleasure to read.

[Devons]

If you kept a really important piece from a jigsaw puzzle and threw away all the rest; then studied that one piece with an artist's focus... this is the kind of result you might get. The significance and beauty of that piece is brought out in full colour, evoking a sensation of that unseen complete puzzle through enigmatic suggestion and imagery. And perhaps the complete picture would be a disappointing reality after that.
Cleverly written, like an extract from a work of lost classic fiction; yet although superficially it has no beginning and no end in the conventional sense, it succeeds in painting a complete picture in the mind, opening up avenues of uncharted territory, so to speak.
Unconventional chic, my friend. A tribute to its author.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love the play on "seven"---

i agree with "beauty" being something we need an open mind to really see...

lots of us feel on the fringe----we always feel so close but yet so far from being accepted...

nobody really knows.

[sereenaoutloud]

Love this and yes the universe does have an awesome collection of hats... Great write! :)

[Crowley]

Thanks for the read, greatly appreciated!!!!