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Still Life - Dare

Here lies my notepad, covered in scrawl, my pencil rolls on to the table
I watch as it rolls and suspect it may fall, but it stops at the edge, balanced and stable
The cloth it is on is yellow and blue, sliced into squares of three inches or so
Not every one has the same hue, but it's waterproof cloth and useful for dough

There are mats on the table roughly stacked, big ones and small ones, kind of cyan
and marbled indigo patterns are tracked, round the neatly drawn boarder of coppery tan
A stainless steel trivet spirals beside, bright in the sunshine, it's hurting my eyes
The daffodils in their blue vase abide, the sweetest aroma doth rise to the skies

I sit here on one of five chairs, all wooden and carved, and matching the table
And because my wife cares, each one has a cushion, but you'll not find a label
She made them by hand, and each one is tied, with bows in the corners to stop it from falling
To the carpet that's blue upon which they stand, with delicate swirls and flowers it's crawling

A cuckoo clock hangs on the wall by the window, it's occupant hidden and quiet for now
But when he pops out and looks just below, to one side is a painting we love and how
It shows some puppies who run round a bend, one of them trips and slides onto the frame
Beneath the picture a pipe doth wend, to a radiator that's white, they all look the same

Behind me stands our pride and joy, a dresser of magnificent proportions
top shelf holds a wind up toy, and in the back a silver platter, reflects the room with weird distortions
Here we keep our trinkets and glasses, safe from the danger of falling or dust
And as I write the morning passes, my coffee mug's empty, there are chores to do and I fear I must






PD's dare was "Can you really poet and rhyme everything around you"

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/18/2012 12:21:00 PM
Congratulations on your placement in P.D.'s contest Nick. Love, Carol
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Date: 3/21/2012 7:56:00 AM
Wonderful poem, Nick! A very enjoyable read
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Date: 3/5/2012 2:13:00 PM
Many congrats on your wins : ) Lovely piece
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Date: 3/5/2012 10:30:00 AM
wowowow.. special cheers to you for hitting the mark, nick!...congrats!.. huggs
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Date: 3/5/2012 3:57:00 AM
From me to you:Congratulations on your win Nick! Beautiful poem.Have a lovely day.- oxox Anne-Lise
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Date: 3/4/2012 3:19:00 PM
congrats Nick on a super second place win for this terrific truth or dare poetry luv..
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Date: 3/4/2012 11:06:00 AM
Congratulations on your win in P.D.'s "Truth and Dare and Free Verse" contest Nick. Love, Carol
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Date: 3/4/2012 6:29:00 AM
Congrats on your great win!!!! Michael
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Date: 3/4/2012 2:21:00 AM
Nick congrats on your win.great entree..David
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Date: 3/3/2012 9:09:00 PM
NICk..I have to say..I enjoyed this contest so much... thank you and congratulations on a DARE well done~ALWAYS PD*
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Date: 3/2/2012 6:14:00 PM
wow.... wow... Hope you enter this in my contest... I have ti open...I will close it in the morning... thank you...pd
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Date: 3/2/2012 9:04:00 AM
ohh, this one is really good, nick.. you level up.. winning hugggs! :)
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Date: 3/2/2012 9:00:00 AM
an excellent dare by PD to u Nick and u certainly composed a prize winning piece luv.. emphatic lines stir the soul of those who read and create words ..good luck luv..
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Date: 3/2/2012 7:14:00 AM
I do it all the time.....have to use the inspiration I see....I am one of those sight people....colors give me feelings and chills. thanks for your honest reaction to my work. did something get left off at the end??
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Nick Bagnall
Date: 3/2/2012 7:41:00 AM
there are chores to do and I fear I must - is just a turn of phrase to suggest I can't put off the chores any longer, it's a bit old fashioned I guess.

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