turning circle

by Ann Foxglove

Wednesday 20th October 2010 1:00 pm (first posted Tuesday 19th October 2010 5:07 pm)

sitting in a turning circle

on a rusty digger bucket

bashed about pitted and beaten

mobile silent in my pocket

saw three muntjack deer who

stared and ran away.

sun appears through leaf lace golden

in the end a little sadness

sitting on the digger bucket

opposite the locked green casket

in the churned up turning circle

mobile sleeping in my pocket

in this place of indecision

sitting in my turning circle

mobile phone dead in my pocket

opposite the locked green casket

sitting on the digger bucket.

stared and ran away.

Comments

Andy N

Thu 21st Oct 2010 08:23

enjoyed this ann.. one of my favourites currently of yours.. particularly liked 'sun appears through leaf lace golden

in the end a little sadness

sitting on the digger bucket'

good stuff xx

Cynthia Buell Thomas

Wed 20th Oct 2010 15:34

I think this is fabulous, bulging at the seams with implied undercurrents, and written with great poetic skill. The manipulation of the same words, phrases even, to capture the 'turning circle' idea is outstanding.

Ann Foxglove

Wed 20th Oct 2010 13:01

Verbal delirium! What a lovely phrase! Better than verbal diaoriah* anyway! Have made a couple of small changes after reading these comments. So ta! xx
* I tried to spellcheck this word but I couldn't get near enough to the actual spelling to check it!! Or my spellcheck is very prudish!

Greg Freeman

Wed 20th Oct 2010 08:25

Liked the tight rhythm of this, Ann, and the music of "bucket, pocket, casket". Wasn't sure about the "holey" in the third line, but "leaf lace golden" is a beaut.

Graham Sherwood

Tue 19th Oct 2010 23:07

A deep one for you Ann. There is a mystery to it and a type of verbal delirium too. I notice the mobile is first silent, then dead, then silent again. Is that intentional?

pauline sewards

Tue 19th Oct 2010 21:38

Hi Ann - really enjoyed this, particually the musicality, circular rhythms, unusual choice of images. I can connect with it because the best walks throw up unexpected events, like the three muntjac deer, and poetic music

Ann Foxglove

Tue 19th Oct 2010 20:44

Hi Steve and thanks. This was a descriptive piece, a snapshot taken from a walk, and thoughts that occurred on that walk. More changes in life than the seasons really. A particular time, a particular place.

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