Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Request

I filled a wedding dress with bones--

My bones.

My...



Well all right, so I stole the dress.



I wanted to be a sweet confection,

So that you would want to wrap me in fluted paper

And place me in the perfect box of delicate pale cardboard

As if I had been born into the palm of your hand

To stand there and be

Witheringly beautiful.



But, darling, my whiteness is that of punishing northers, cracked ice and frostbite--

Not sugar frosting...

Not purity...

Unless, naturally, you mean the purity of my disappointment at your revealed ordinariness.



Sir,

I have fleshed myself with everything sharp I could find.

Don't look so pale, as if you'd seen a ghost!

Invite me to dance, and if your hair falls out from the roots, or your heart stops, then it does.

Come, risk something.

I'm just a girl,

What could happen?

It's the least you could do for your bride.

_______

for One Shot Wednesday #36

35 comments:

hedgewitch said...

Ah, marriage. Stolen dress, boxed selves and risk averse partners who don't like being poked by bones. I'm thinkin divorce. If he lasts that long.

Delightful and stiletto sharp, so you hardly feel the blade.

Brian Miller said...

oh but i might just risk that dance just to feel the fire...i didnt need that hair anyway....

G-Man said...

If you were a sweet confection in fluted paper, I can tell you this.
There certainly would be no need to have that map-like diagram on the bottom of the box.
The tastiest treat would be quite obvious!!

Rene/ Not The Rockefellers said...

I read your poetry and I always see it performed somewhere by someone wickedly delicious

this time Helena Bonham Carter

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love it. Withering beauty, cracked ice and frostbite, and the faint sound of a stiletto heel being tapped smartly into the groom's head:)

jen revved said...

the northern winds-- witches and bitches and frosty brides-- lots of fun; i love the fluted paper and the touch of the macabre: thanks for the catharsis...xxxxj

Cloudia said...

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signed...bkm said...

There is a myth about about a womans bones...now I have to find it...your writing reminded me so of this....do you know it? Nice writing Shay...bkm

La Belette Rouge said...

The invitation to risk, what a lovely one and certainly worth the risk!
xoxo
weasel-friend

dustus said...

Before a ceremony at an undisclosed location a bride stands scratching her head wondering hey where's my dress, as groom scratches bald scalp.
"But, darling, my whiteness is that of punishing northers, cracked ice and frostbite--" Chillingly in many ways. Love how it challenges the gentleman it adDRESSes at the end.

Raven said...

'Unless, naturally, you mean the purity of my disappointment at your revealed ordinariness.'

I loved the entire piece, but this line was my favorite!

Kim Nelson said...

A declaration of self awareness and self respect. This is me. I like me. There. Terrific, Fireblossom!

Old Ollie said...

FB - you combine beauty and coolness. Nice one shot!

blueoran said...

A feral matrimonial, fer sure ... you do an excellent job whiting out the old purities with white fury. I daresay you're married enough to the vatic mob. - Brendan

hpicasso said...

and with a feathery hammer, an offering to bliss

I like this

Peace, hp

hpicasso said...

and with a feathery hammer, an offering to bliss

I like this

Peace, hp

mac said...

Bald guys are still sexy, right?

Claudia said...

nice play between expectation and frustration...hope he risked it..

lizziviggi said...

I hope he's man enough for her, but something tells me he can't handle an ice witch like this one. Chilling poem, and sharp as an icicle.

Mama Zen said...

Raven and I had the same favorite line!

Padmavani said...

Nice snarl and bite! :)
Padmavani

Pete Marshall said...

damn fine work my friend...

Luna Raven said...

I don't really have words to tell you how I felt about this. It's too stunning for words. So good.

lori said...

"As if I had been born into the palm of your hand..." Nice line. Hopefully, he'll take a risk or two for you :)

Charlie Parant said...

Really enjoyed reading this...would you care to dance?

kavisionz said...

Aahh..deliciously dark, Shay!! And so very alluring.. well, at least to the keen reading eye...
I hope he takes that risk.. I am sure it'll be worth it..

Big Sur Blogisphere said...

I did not appreciate your smart ass comment about my poem about the little girl asking Mom about death. If you can't be civil or thoughtful, you need not make insensitive comments. In other words, Piss Off.

Tiger Windwalker

Fireblossom said...

^^^Dear Windpasser,

Like most blowhards, you can dish it out, but you don't much like taking it. You go around making your lengthy, pompous, clueless comments at other people's blogs, notwithstanding that you have utterly no writing talent whatsoever. Your "poetry" is hilariously bad. So I pricked your ego. It needed it.

hedgewitch said...

"If you can't be civil, Piss Off ??"

Isn't that an oxymoron? Or maybe just a moron.

Jannie Funster said...

Stolen wedding dresses line the halls of a museum in Khartoum. I flew there once in a Harry Chapin tune.

Damn snow -- Don't they have post offices in San Antonio too?? :)

xoxo to you, my still-favorite poet.

K said...

Mmmm...I found your comment almost as interesting as your poem. I have no talent for poetry myself, but I enjoy yours.

Beachanny said...

That Babbitt..he won't risk it for a shard of ice,I'm afraid. Keen write!
Gay

Lydia said...

I wish my mother was alive to read this. You just described her marriage to her first (of four) husbands. I mean Zing!

I like reading others' comments to you and sure am glad I didn't miss the little exchange between you and the Windbag. :0

Shashi said...

A great verse.. and nice emotional ride.. I enjoyed it. So raw and strong... thanks for sharing...


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Steve Isaak said...

Spiky, wonderful use of sparse line breaks/language. Uber-effective.