Peter draws a skinny little boy named Tony and puts him in a cell.
Tony is more like his Mother than his Father.
Tony is more like his Mother than his self.
A doll’s eye fades to black.
Tony’s cell is really a nice little house in a forest of pink trees.
These things sometimes happen:
A garden of morning glories never opens.
A dead bee stabs the sole of your foot.
A giant toad leaps on your chest at midnight:
all the months of August in a row.
Rob Goldstein 1985-2019
A Jaipur Blog-Picture, Sights & stories
the Home of Noble Doubt and Other Tales
Goodies from my mailbox and camera
Writing 365
hedy bach original photography mixed stories and music
~Antony Kyriacou~
Writing Stories of Love, Faith and Happy Endings While Enjoying the Journey
The Official Website for the Best Blogging Event of the Year!
Events, submissions, poetry, chat.
(formerly Elizabeth Krall Photos)
When we show each other what we find beautiful, we get a glimpse into each other's hearts.
Musings of a cockney lad
Short Stories & Prose
Home of Author Louise Brady. Writer - INTP - Ravenclaw - Queen of Dragons - Fanfiction Enthusiast - TV lover - Shipper - Gamer - Historian
Writings :: Poetry and Prose
The imagery is absolutely perfect in evoking the feeeeelings. So well done, Rob — so well done.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Joey. I guess there’s some intense feelings in this piece but by the 40’th draft the poem is all about form and structure. I guess it takes a reader to bring the poem to life for the writer.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Dark and melancholib,but romantic too (i think). Michael
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks again, Michael. I can see the romance in this. Dark and Melancholy go well with Romance.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Reblogged this on Survivors Blog Here.
LikeLike
I can visualize each line and the darkness behind it.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thank you. This is helpful information. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
The poem and the art are both marvelous, Rob. I love the dark and melancholy undertone of your poetry, it is fascinating.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Robbie. This ‘Dolls’ piece has a way to go. I appreciate the feedback.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Very visual and haunting, Rob.
This line really stands out for me:
A giant toad leaps on your chest at midnight:
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks Mae. I wanted that line to stand out. It’s a child’s way of interpreting and denying an overwhelming attack. Thank you for the comment and feedback.
LikeLiked by 1 person
It’s very disturbing, Rob — and more so because you described it so beautifully. I absolutely love the image. You know I love colors, and this one is fabulous. Hugs on the wing.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Teagan.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Super artwork and an interesting poem.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Paula. 🙂
LikeLike