but your husband...?
We won't be bothered with him anymore.
Beautiful as you were,
it is you, now, who captures my greater admiration.
I love your hair tied back headache tight,
the widows' weeds, and the jewelry
heavy as freight on a delivery truck.
What I love most is the flock in your eyes,
the murder of crows,
the steel of the guillotine behind your smile.
Let me be your command, darling,
already carried out.
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You sure know how to pick 'em! Thanks for reminding us to take a look into Connie's eyes to find the true source of Corleone muscle
ReplyDeleteas always, I do love your creativity and use of your paint brush. but, i think this time I got a 'kick' out of you defending going over the lines in the word count limits in your post script.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant subject, poem and song combo. I didn't laugh aloud til I played the song. Your perfect description of the "flock" in her eyes and her smile fit the willingness to serve and hit me in the gut.
ReplyDeleteI don't see any of those seven that I would make sleep with the fishes. Love that hair pulled back headache-tight(story of my childhood braids) and the eyes with a murder of crows, but the last line is the hit man here.
ReplyDeleteNice. Pic poem song combo. What a great character three rows deep and still a stunner.
ReplyDeleteSuch an accurate and forgiving sketch of a very powerful woman.
ReplyDeleteThe third one was always such a disappointment but you reminded that connie was the bright spot and took over the spotlight in the end. Cool cool cool.
ReplyDeleteHey, we're family. You go over the word count, I go over the word count, I scratch your back, you scratch mine. Kiss on both cheeks.
ReplyDeleteIf these are your connections, take your 7, 8, 9, however many you like! No one messing with you!
ReplyDeleteshe's a grim one!
ReplyDelete"the flock in your eyes, the murder of crows".......so good!
ReplyDelete'hair tied back headache tight'...
ReplyDeletemade me smile...
among compadres, 7, whatev'.
ReplyDeletebut I'm counting. doncha forget. ~
"What I love most is the flock in your eyes,
ReplyDeletethe murder of crows,
the steel of the guillotine behind your smile."
Love that...You always write with such strength..
The line about "the hair tied back headache tight" is perfecto.
ReplyDeleteSurrender can be so sexy. Great closing Lady Shay.
ReplyDeleteLove "the steel of guillotine behind your smile". Wow!
ReplyDeletePat
Critter Alley
Wow, wonderfully done. The comparisons are so strong. Thank you for posting.
ReplyDeletecontrolled mastery
ReplyDeleteALOHA from Honolulu
Comfort Spiral
> < } } ( ° >
I'll agree that people age not only gracefully but beautifully as well. You've captured that opinion perfectly with this piece...
ReplyDeleteWithout the song I would say that this is a 'coming out' poem.
ReplyDeleteGoing back to Naples? (An aside, I loved that song when it was on the Top 40.) I did that too, but not to Naples, in my 4th life. It lasted three years until Mrs. Jim found me. This 5th life has lasted 41 years now.
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brava... hai catturato questo tema perfettamente
ReplyDeleteThere's lots to love in this one, but I thought these words were wonderful, "I love your hair tied back headache tight." That's a great physical image.
ReplyDeleteConstanzia Corleone ~~ I remember how beautifully Talia Shire played her. Great poem, Shay.
ReplyDelete"Let me be your command, darling,
ReplyDeletealready carried out."
one of the best lines EVER!
{pleeeeeeease go back to work?}
♥
I wish that I had written this!
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