Sunday, July 01, 2012

CCCXXII - Intersections


dVerse had the topic 'Button'.
Curiously, yesterday I found a button, 
in the middle of Camberwell Junction.


Intersections

I found a button yesterday,
On a busy intersection.
Big and black and with four holes:
A simplicity but with perfection.

As we go about our daily lives,
We all drop ‘button’s, or some such,
And be it a word, a deed or thing,
Never know what lives we touch.

Now, somewhere, with a flapping coat,
A lady walks the city…
A piece of her is on my desk;
I wonder if she’s pretty?
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© 2012   J Cosmo Newbery
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25 comments:

  1. Awww... How lovely. To ponder on who the person is who owned the button.
    This has some lovely imagery.

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  2. Shouldn't you be wondering if she is cold?

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  3. Ah, J Cosmo, you definitely gave the prompt your own special touch. Wondering if she is pretty def sounds like you!

    (You know I do a lot of walking...with dogs...I keep watch hoping to find something valuable along the trail. A $$ bill would do. Heck, I haven't even found a button!)

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  4. And I am thinking that she is being in a state that is blissful in its ignorance of your poem. Is this not being so?

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  5. Almost certainly - it would be most freaky if she wasn't.

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  6. very nice...i like the progression of this....i so agree with the lives we touch...i like how you tied that to the button...and the last stanza rocks...that you have this piece of her...and wonder at her...very nice take...

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  7. And what convinced you that the button was a lady's ?? or is that artistic license? inquiring minds wondering ...

    xxx

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  8. You weave an intriguing story here with the missing button ~ Very nice response to the prompt ~

    http://a-sweetlust.blogspot.ca/2012/06/koan-poems-sepia-sky-and-faded-lace.html

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  9. RDG: Sure, it may be poetic license. It is a big button, 35mm diam (inch and a half, almost.). Could possibly be off a man's coat but... Anyway, I prefer to imagine women. :-)

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  10. I was really happy to find the image for the post - the red thread nicely brings together the button and the idea of intersections. Of such are my simple pleasures!

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  11. Me too ;) And the red thread is a great touch. Red being, of course, my favorite color...

    xxx

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  12. I too enjoyed this reflection
    from your hand
    to real life
    to the buttonless lady

    Very well done!

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  13. Beautiful and unfussy if that makes sense, and the close gave me goosebumps! Really nicely done.

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  14. nice.. the black ones with the four holes are the ones that seem to be the most down to earth buttons..and yep..we all drop buttons and touch the lives of those around us.. and they have all kind of shapes and colors..

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  15. AnonymousJuly 01, 2012

    It's mine. Please post.
    Signed
    Carlton Chick

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  16. Dear Carlton Chick, no problems. It's in the post. If it doesn't turn up, let me know.

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  17. AnonymousJuly 01, 2012

    Errr...no problems?..is this some
    sort of Victorian affectation?..the correct response is no worries..you are true blue I hope.

    Not really from Carlton Chick Cringes at non dinky di lingo!

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  18. Dear Not really from Carlton Chick: I wasn't aware we had a Commissar of Oxford Strine. Are you a cousin of the Sydney Jonquil Lover?

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  19. AnonymousJuly 01, 2012

    Yes, but we are not on speaking terms. She is a very pretentious
    Eastern Suburbs type.

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  20. Oh no! You poor thing. How you must have suffered!

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  21. I like the way you wove the touching of other lives into this one. You also remind me of how, even in their simplicity, buttons can be a work of art. Makes me want to go get the button jar and pour them out on my desk; really look at each one.
    Funny, how a small poem can stir someone so strongly.

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  22. Such a lovely reflection about the life of a button and its owner; how innate objects touch so many lives...
    I often wonder about such things and their former lives, especially the secret lives of pens and where they must travel to and disappear, or coins.
    I am not being facetious here I do wonder about many things and I think it is sweet that you would give so much thought to this button. :)
    A hug
    xoxoxo ♡

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  23. Thank you Dianne. I have a friend who claims pens are the larval form of coat-hangers. Thank you for the hug, too.

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  24. I like your fun interpretation of that prompt.

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