My Living Room–Purple Profundity Poetry

My living room
has a woman
crouched and old
a bit twisted and a tad bent
murmurs
whispers
wisdom
or vent?

She rocks
she works her hands
the motion stops
abrupt
thrust forward
glimpse of smoothing face
joyful expression
noticing

a little girl
perched upon her toes
beside the arm of the couch
peeking out
giggling
brightly
watching bubbles float up
reflecting
my living room

has a young woman
in a sweater
and a handmade quilted skirt
sitting on the couch
reading
as if to herself
sidelong and knowing glances
at the old woman
tilting her head to listen
to the story
read
just for the little girl
wide eyed and joyful
perching on the floor
of
My living room.

–elisabeth connelley

One Shoot Sunday and The Door–Purple Profundity: Poetry by Elisabeth Connelley

“One Stop Poetry Challenge – the Photography of Fee Easton

Today we welcome back no stranger to One Shoot Sunday. UK photographer Fee Easton was featured back in March. Her interview with Chris G. and picture prompt challenge for that day proved very inspiring to many of us.

Since talking to her via Twitter, she has offered her work to our community to allow poets a greater choice for poetic creation, thus presenting a challenge from which participants may choose from five of her amazing photographs.”

One Stop, Challenge Time!

Option 4

Option 4 One Shoot Sunday May 15, 2011--by Fee Easton

The Door

Rusted metal

Arrested function

Pistons heat frozen

Viscosity
Erected long ago
Sluggish
Remembrance

Fleck
Fire
Flame
Into form
Blazoned
Hot breath
Shimmering through
Old creases

Drop
Moist
The old man’s eye
Trained, placed against that old tree

Settle back
Creaky chair by the porch
Gazing

At the door

–elisabeth connelley