Here's some balm for someone in need I ran into today – can't offer more because I don't know her that well:#97 - "Fridge Space"
I know it sounds a little strange, but the prompt this week is: "Fridge Space."
Cold cold poem
for an affected heart
Angelica, you are perturbed,
I see it,
your eyes are dark
and deep and dulled,
your short curls
are matted down.
You look demure,
obedient to destiny.
I want to help you.
Do not believe
in fate. Rebel.
Take this fridge-born
poem unbeknownst,
take it to cool
your aching heart
and mind. Expand,
return to life.
– Leonard Blumfeld
That is a interesting take. I hope she is comforted by it.
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We'll probably never know...
ReplyDeleteI don't think she's the blog reading kind :)
Thanks for stopping by and commenting, Gautami
Very original take on the prompt. We tend to write for ourselves. You will be the one comforted.
ReplyDeleteHow interesting! It reminded me of those bags with ice or herbs that you keep in the cold and then apply to your pain :)
ReplyDeleteI really like your old picture, back in the days ;)
myrtle beached whale: Very observant!
ReplyDeletedevil mood: That was the very idea ... a mental cooling bag :)
Very thoughtful. Sometimes it helps just to know that someone bothered to listen.
ReplyDeleteWhat a thoughtful take on the theme! She may never see it, but others will be soothed by your words.
ReplyDeleteNice take on the prompt - I enjoyed it - thanks!
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