Wake up your poetry brains with 15 Words or Less (guidelines here)!
Randy and our older daughter, Annabelle, visited family in Atlanta a couple of weeks ago, and Randy sent me this sculpture of Marie Antoinette made entirely of cut paper except for the mannequin. Read more about the artwork here. I love the off-with-her-head aspect!
This image makes me think of:
1) the paper shredder in my office upstairs
2) paper cuts
3) a woman drowning in a pool full of suds
And here’s my?first draft.
Now it’s your turn! Have fun and stick to 15 WORDS OR LESS!??(Title doesn’t count toward word count:>) If you leave a poem in the comments, and if it’s 15 words or less, I’ll try to respond!
96 Responses
Marie Antoinette
golden letters
tailor her gown
a million sorrows
Shrek songs
crystal chandeliers
shatters
like ice-paper
crowns
I love the letters tailoring her gown and the ice-paper crowns, Jessica! Striking images…
Marie Antoinette
golden letters
tailor her gown
a million sorrows
Shrek songs
crystal chandeliers
shatters
like ice-paper
crowns
I love the letters tailoring her gown and the ice-paper crowns, Jessica! Striking images…
A Hairdresser’s Claim to Fame
She outdoes herself
designing the coif
even though she knows
the head’s coming off.
Today is my day with my hairdresser. I hope she is not privy to something I am not. Apologies for the “sinister” take on an exquisite photograph. Kudos for Randy.
Hahahaha–I LOVE that. Funny, dark, and evocative. And then it makes me think, on a more serious note, of people who prepare bodies for viewing and burial.
I like the first line
Love it!
A Hairdresser’s Claim to Fame
She outdoes herself
designing the coif
even though she knows
the head’s coming off.
Today is my day with my hairdresser. I hope she is not privy to something I am not. Apologies for the “sinister” take on an exquisite photograph. Kudos for Randy.
Hahahaha–I LOVE that. Funny, dark, and evocative. And then it makes me think, on a more serious note, of people who prepare bodies for viewing and burial.
I like the first line
Love it!
Marie A.
It?s good to have
a gorgeous dress.
Not so good
to be headless.
?Kate Coombs
very true
Sometime the dress and the hair just don’t go together!
Heehee. Wise observation from Kate:>)
Marie A.
It?s good to have
a gorgeous dress.
Not so good
to be headless.
?Kate Coombs
very true
Sometime the dress and the hair just don’t go together!
Heehee. Wise observation from Kate:>)
Bad Hair Day
Brittle, dry, frizzy–
it has me in a tizzy
One big ball of fluff–
enough!
Good one!
this is wonderful
Poor Maria. No shampoo to end the frizz.
Hehe–this makes me think of that crazy hair competition that was on cable for a couple of years. I have bad hair days, but luckily not QUITE as bad as Marie in this picture:>)
Bad Hair Day
Brittle, dry, frizzy–
it has me in a tizzy
One big ball of fluff–
enough!
Good one!
this is wonderful
Poor Maria. No shampoo to end the frizz.
Hehe–this makes me think of that crazy hair competition that was on cable for a couple of years. I have bad hair days, but luckily not QUITE as bad as Marie in this picture:>)
Laura, loved your poem.
If I complain
I’ve lost my mind,
I’ll remember Marie
and be sorry I whined.
it most as you wail reading this as if you sing it love the rim of it
Walk a mile in another’s shoes. Your ending is powerful.
Ha! I will have to remember this one, Cindy!
Laura, loved your poem.
If I complain
I’ve lost my mind,
I’ll remember Marie
and be sorry I whined.
it most as you wail reading this as if you sing it love the rim of it
Walk a mile in another’s shoes. Your ending is powerful.
Ha! I will have to remember this one, Cindy!
I love paper art. This is awesome work, isn’t it? And I enjoyed this ‘darker’ poem, Laura. What a time that was.
Marie,Marie
How could you be,
still fabulous,
headless?
Revengeful royalty?
Linda Baie ? All Rights Reserved
this is wonderful
grate comparison to real life
Courage in a big way. Well put Linda.
I love that repeated “Marie.” Gives the poem such an entreating voice!
I love paper art. This is awesome work, isn’t it? And I enjoyed this ‘darker’ poem, Laura. What a time that was.
Marie,Marie
How could you be,
still fabulous,
headless?
Revengeful royalty?
Linda Baie ? All Rights Reserved
this is wonderful
grate comparison to real life
Courage in a big way. Well put Linda.
I love that repeated “Marie.” Gives the poem such an entreating voice!
Back and forth
We volley.
But who ever wins?
Well said!
So true!
Politics never change, do they?
Back and forth
We volley.
But who ever wins?
Well said!
So true!
Politics never change, do they?
A Walk in the Park with Marie Antoinette
Her head floats in the clouds:
even the weight of
the guillotine
can’t ground
her
Lovely and uplifting.
Very nice Buffy.
What a weird and wonderful poem! I can interpret it so many different ways. I love the very straightforward title and then the kind of surreal poem.
A Walk in the Park with Marie Antoinette
Her head floats in the clouds:
even the weight of
the guillotine
can’t ground
her
Lovely and uplifting.
Very nice Buffy.
What a weird and wonderful poem! I can interpret it so many different ways. I love the very straightforward title and then the kind of surreal poem.
I wanted to write for this one, but I decided to read a couple of articles about her — and it was just too sad. At the end, she just didn’t look like this at all. Her white hair was chopped off, she’d been in solitary for some time after the execution of her husband. At 38 years old, she was alone, spent, and ready for death.
Hair shorn
Clothes torn
Wagon born
Still proud
For jeering crowd
So few mourned
aloud.
Fantastic job. So much history in so few words. And that ending — just too sad.
Donna, thanks for the compassion shown in your poem.
Whoops! Just reread this and noticed that should be ‘borne’ — not ‘born’! Duh.
Donna, what a sad, evocative poem. Wagon-borne, especially made me picture it…
I wanted to write for this one, but I decided to read a couple of articles about her — and it was just too sad. At the end, she just didn’t look like this at all. Her white hair was chopped off, she’d been in solitary for some time after the execution of her husband. At 38 years old, she was alone, spent, and ready for death.
Hair shorn
Clothes torn
Wagon born
Still proud
For jeering crowd
So few mourned
aloud.
Fantastic job. So much history in so few words. And that ending — just too sad.
Donna, thanks for the compassion shown in your poem.
Whoops! Just reread this and noticed that should be ‘borne’ — not ‘born’! Duh.
Donna, what a sad, evocative poem. Wagon-borne, especially made me picture it…
What a fantastic picture! So many lovely tributes to Marie here, but they were making me sad so here’s mine:
New curling gel
makes me bawl.
Hair too big -
face too small.
I e the comparisons you used
I like
This hits home in a big way (pun intended). Ellie, thanks for the smile.
Cute!
Thanks for the light-hearted take:>) I’m trying to go through tons of hair product given to me by my daughter or used once by me and forgotten about. I don’t use much in my hair and have quite a stockpile to either use or trash! The other day I tried a volumizer that was a little too good at its job, and I felt a little like your poem’s narrator.
What a fantastic picture! So many lovely tributes to Marie here, but they were making me sad so here’s mine:
New curling gel
makes me bawl.
Hair too big -
face too small.
I e the comparisons you used
I like
This hits home in a big way (pun intended). Ellie, thanks for the smile.
Cute!
Thanks for the light-hearted take:>) I’m trying to go through tons of hair product given to me by my daughter or used once by me and forgotten about. I don’t use much in my hair and have quite a stockpile to either use or trash! The other day I tried a volumizer that was a little too good at its job, and I felt a little like your poem’s narrator.
The pose of the mannequin reminded me of Cinderella running away from the ball at midnight. Also, I am the daughter, and this art was incredible in person. It was at a really awesome antique shop! We had lots of fun exploring.
Dressed To Kill
Cinderella
Left a shoe
I’ve forgotten
Something, too
Knock ’em dead–
Dress! Shoes!
No head!
Love this, Annabelle! Welcome to 15 Words or Less. Cinderella’s story ended more happily than Marie’s, that’s for sure!
Annabelle, thank you so much for sharing your personal experience. Your poem is great. Possibly you’ll be the next poet in the family.
That’s the plan, Martha:>)
wonderful to here a poem form the one how saw the art in person
The pose of the mannequin reminded me of Cinderella running away from the ball at midnight. Also, I am the daughter, and this art was incredible in person. It was at a really awesome antique shop! We had lots of fun exploring.
Dressed To Kill
Cinderella
Left a shoe
I’ve forgotten
Something, too
Knock ’em dead–
Dress! Shoes!
No head!
Love this, Annabelle! Welcome to 15 Words or Less. Cinderella’s story ended more happily than Marie’s, that’s for sure!
Annabelle, thank you so much for sharing your personal experience. Your poem is great. Possibly you’ll be the next poet in the family.
That’s the plan, Martha:>)
wonderful to here a poem form the one how saw the art in person