Thursday, October 31, 2013

The weather buyer

The weather buyer met me in a public place.
I sold her an August night's breeze that had passed across your bare skin,
but I kept the sheets, cerulean blue
and the deeper indigo of your remembered embrace.

The dealer in hearts approached me then,
but I lied, and left alone,
saying you were waiting.
_______

55 lonely teardrops for the G Man.

19 comments:

Yvonne Osborne said...

I like the indigo of a remembered embrace, and the idea of a weather buyer. I have a few things I'd like to sell...

Sioux said...

Those last two lines--a little (or more than a little) blue, in my opinion.

hedgewitch said...

The amount of emotional weight in these 55 perfectly chosen words is amazing, Shay--and beautifully conveyed in the lushest and most lucent of language. The weather I am selling, I just can't find myself a buyer.

grapeling said...

that 2nd line is brilliant. palpable longing

G-Man said...

Shay, this Marvelously succinct story/poem that you penned here has several shades of Blue. Brilliant and Morose...(sounds like an avant gard Folk duo)
Loved this very cool 55
Thanks Baby...You Rock from Temperance to Traverse City.
Have a Kick Ass Week-End

Sherry Blue Sky said...

...the breeze, the blueness, the indigo.........the poignancy - incomparably Shay.

Margaret said...

Oh I love lines 2 & 3! The whole poem speaks of love lost in such a unique way - you really have a gift with words (even in your labels, you are creative!)

Lolamouse said...

Wow, Shay. In 55 words you tell a compelling and poignant story. The photo is really cool too!

TexWisGirl said...

you have such a rare gift. in 55 words, you have described something we wouldn't have even thought about - and made it utterly compelling.

Eric (Bubba) Alder said...

What struck me about this is that I found it believable. I didn't question that such bartering could and would occur. It's an interesting combination of inner-child fantasies and grown-up realities. Very nice, Shay!

Other Mary said...

I love, love, love this! The buying and selling and bartering of these intangable things, we all do that whether we are aware of it or not.

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is so atmospheric!

Lynn said...

Ohhh - I don't like to think of you and teardrops, FB.

Mama Zen said...

This is an incredible piece of writing, Shay. I love this.

Grandmother (Mary) said...

This is unique and brilliant.

howanxious said...

Nice. Beautiful imagery, choice of words and the flow of it. :-)

-HA

myheartslovesongs.com said...

god i wish i could write like you do! more than that... i wish i could think like you do! oh, what the fuck, i'll admit it... i wish i WAS you!

{i'm not jealous. hell, no!}

myheartslovesongs.com said...

oh, and "magic haiku-deflecting scarf"??? humphh! Catblossom does NOT hate haiku ~ she told me herself... well, okay haiku but she likes senryu.

Helen said...

Could 55 words be more perfect? No.