I
am walking as the buttons
begin
to rain, bouncing
on
pavement, deafening
rat-a-tat-tat,
a hailstorm
of
buttons large and small
plain
and ornate, colored
and
white, lost buttons,
extra
buttons, plastic and
wooden
buttons, cork and
gemstone
buttons, stone
buttons
ripping through
my
umbrella, a trickle and
torrent
of buttons streaming
down
my face,
light
button-drops and
hard
heavy buttons
as
large as a baseball
tearing
at my skin, I
bleed buttons as I wonder
how
it all came
unbuttoned.
“Buttons”
is the prompt today over at dVerse Poets.
Check the
site to see what host Brian Miller has buttoned up – and what the rest of
us are trying to unbutton.
Photograph: Raining Buttons, from an
exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art in Mexico City, via Ephemeral Visions.
11 comments:
I saw a button
On the floor
Lost it seemed
Riding on the elevator
Down and up
heh-heh,mwhat a fab read - how innovative a spin on the button theme :)
I really like this, Glynn. It gives one pause to think of the things that undo us.
Reminded me of my grandmother's button jar when we were allowed to spill out the contents.
Glynn, I've been having a bout recently with feeling "unbuttoned", and this was the perfect image for me to see that God will button me up and buckle me in, no matter what. Beautifully crafted poem!
Blessings to you!
oh very nice....love the twist in the end...and was wondering where you were going...smiles...and how we get it back in the buttonhole? smiles.
Aha, the ending is the gives us the key to this surreal, charming event. It's a lovely piece of absurdity, where the crazy things that happen to us can dance and find joy in the insanity of life. What else does it all coming unbuttoned mean, anyway, but this? Very fun to read.
wish there was a 'like' button on this blog, cuz I'd be hittin' it. thanks.
we had a few hailstorms over here lately..no buttons though..and once life, politics, whatever gets unbuttoned, who's able to stop it..
A surprising and brilliant ending! I like it!
Like Claudia, I've been sitting out hailstorms lately and almost wrote about one because the hail in it was large and flat, like quarters or buttons. I would have been hard pressed to come up with something as innovative as yours for it. Still working on that piece, though, and it may mention a button or two...
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