*Image of Waterford Curio by Houzz.
Cup in the Curio Cabinet
An empty cup daintily accompanies
an assemblage of finery,
from old-world porcelains crafted
against Dutch Boy bluings,
bone China platters painted in
Eastern mystique watercolors,
cozy teapot, sugarbowl, and
creamer set in English rosewood,
a stage concerning crystal
stems elegant Irish sultry charms,
anticipation ...
what season be?
what hour is it now?
what satisfies this void?
2021 August 04
*4th Place*
Imagism
~~Emile Pinet: Judged 2021 September 01
The devil sits with innocent eyes drooling in true love
Holding a fragrant rose to flatter my senses to rekindle love
His vicious intentions are to demolish my heart's lost love
But he is incorrigible and has dismally doused out my love
Blast his bony tail wagging hard at my bone china from the table!
Clobbering it in multitudes of eclipsed moons making it irreparable
Whining for clutter free chin resters, porcelains become irreplaceable
The cheeky charmer rivals everything that lives in my eyes cradle
He nudges and paws me to attention, whines for my deaf ears to hear
His heart heaves as he rests his head in my lap till arms hold him near
The Warm Jacket
Ducks have two sets of feathers outer ones, which are
watertight and inner feathers that is soft as a young
man’s whispery beard. Ducks are never cold and can waddle
a frozen pond with the greatest of ease if not with elegance.
I wanted a jacket of duck feathers so I killed five hundred
of them and asked my elderly porcelains’ duck to sew me one.
In case you wonder I sold the plucked birds to hotels and
restaurants. I’m never cold now can walk out in all weather
and not feel the cold. Only I do feel like a mass murderer-
send him to Hague- so much killing just so I could feel snug.
When spring comes I will put the jacket near the lake so ducks
can pick feathers that ones belonged to their fore-ducks and
make cosy nests for their chicks. My porcelain’s duck tells me
that if I had shot two polar bears, I would have had enough
soft fur for two jackets and a pair of trousers.
Now, why didn’t I think of that?
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