Maybe because its St. Patty's day, I can see an old timer nodding towards a mysterious woman in the corner of the pub. He leans over his pint and whispers these lines to a wide eyed tourist.
Yes, I can see a story in this one. That is what is great about this piece...it leaves you with questions for your imagination to answer and begs to ask for more
Haha! Laughing at Corey's comment! But I know what he means.. you have tantalized us with these lines: an entire story is suggested and left to our imaginations to complete. What was lurking in the woods?
So cool...and Devil's Tail fits that line of fence perfectly, it gave me a little nip yesterday that bled like crazy! My war painted leg and your poem seem to have a connection! Great write!
you know, Matthew Shepard was the first image i saw when i looked at Shanyn's gorgeous photo. but then i went in another direction. i'm glad you went this way and like that you haven't explained a thing.
wow now that begs a story...
ReplyDeleteThat just summons up all sorts of imaginings.
ReplyDeleteYikes! Eerie, leaves so much to the imagination; and I don't want to go there....
ReplyDeleteWhoa! You can tell a story, kiddo, in very few words. I especially loved "lifted morning's veil"......
ReplyDeleteThis conjures up all kinds of thoughts, none of them good. (Shiver)
ReplyDeleteLike my incubus always says--never turn your back on The Tail. I believe that's one walk I'll skip.
ReplyDeleteMore, more!
ReplyDeleteWhen they beg for more, you have definitely done your job. This is craaaazzzyyyy cool. I love it, I want to have ten thousand of its babies. Carry on.
ReplyDeleteTell me more, tell me more!
ReplyDeleteLove, love, love!!! The story between the lines of this poem sends shivers up my spine.
ReplyDeleteooooooh! you could expand on the fairy tale behind this for dVerse Poetics Saturday prompt!
ReplyDeleteeven if you leave it just as it is, this is brilliant!
"Walking where they hadn't ought to go--"
LOVE it!
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Maybe because its St. Patty's day, I can see an old timer nodding towards a mysterious woman in the corner of the pub. He leans over his pint and whispers these lines to a wide eyed tourist.
ReplyDeleteYes, I can see a story in this one. That is what is great about this piece...it leaves you with questions for your imagination to answer and begs to ask for more
ReplyDeleteHaha! Laughing at Corey's comment! But I know what he means.. you have tantalized us with these lines: an entire story is suggested and left to our imaginations to complete. What was lurking in the woods?
ReplyDeleteOh... that chills and intrigues all at once! Very nicely done.
ReplyDeleteOooh.....good stuff. Page 1 of a big book....
ReplyDeleteSo cool...and Devil's Tail fits that line of fence perfectly, it gave me a little nip yesterday that bled like crazy! My war painted leg and your poem seem to have a connection! Great write!
ReplyDeleteThis grabs hold from the first line and kept me dangling long after one I read it! This writing fits the photo like a glove - just perfect!
ReplyDeleteyou know, Matthew Shepard was the first image i saw when i looked at Shanyn's gorgeous photo. but then i went in another direction. i'm glad you went this way and like that you haven't explained a thing.
ReplyDeleteHe does have an appetite for pretty girls.
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Oooh, Shay, a mystery, or a horror. Scary. So much implied when so little is actually said here. Very well done.
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What indeed happened...do tell us a tale ~
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday ~
A tasty tease, that
ReplyDeleteWhat a perfect mystery you wove, Shay. It's so hard to resist walking where you hadn't ought to.
ReplyDeleteA wonderful story poem, leaves us wanting more.
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