02 September 2014

Predicting Storms

 study of heads by Antoine Watteau (1684-1721)
via Wiki Commons



Read her forehead to be forewarned.  Easy!
She can only keep secrets from herself.
Don’t ruin her surpriseWhen she knows what
she feels, she’ll let you know, and how!  Queasy? 
Breathe through the fear until you reach delight.
She’s a provocateur; she can’t help it.
She stirs the pot but tastes every bit
of the soup herself searching for insight.
And then, wild horses couldn’t keep her
from spilling the beans—no censure can stop
her but-But-BUT questions through quivering lips,
childlike eagerness and naked pleasure.
Fault her for being American bold
but not for transparent truth uncontrolled.




Written for my own prompt
Poets United Midweek Motif ~Stormy Weather
which opens 6:00 AM Central Time Wednesday.


Copyright © 2014  S.L.Chast 



19 comments:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

A cool slant on storm warnings...........I especially like "she can only keep secrets from herself".....storm warnings.....hmmmmm.............will see what my brain coughs up overnight, hee hee........likely a furball, I am so tired.

avalon said...

Not surprised Sherry is tired: those magnificent interviews must take it out of you. Lots of work.

Susan, nice, these word sketches of the childlike Agent provocateur, french more I would have thought.

Stormcat Poetry said...

Doesn't matter how much warning one gets there is no adequate preparation for this kind of storm.

Mary said...

Ah, there are always those trouble makers around who stir the pot, cause storms in relationships, and then feign innocence.

Kathryn Dyche said...

Oooh I love those last two lines.

Unknown said...

This sort of storms are hard to avoid...even if one has enough warnings...

Anonymous said...

passive aggressive comes to mind. We all know someone who...

kaykuala said...

They would not sit easy unless they stir up the hornet's nest! Devilish schemes keep provoking them in their desire to cause mischief! Great thoughts Susan!

Hank

Sumana Roy said...

marvelous couplet... :)

Maude Lynn said...

This is clever and beautifully crafted, Susan.

Jae Rose said...

I love this piece...multi dimensional storms...most of all I think I would like her..and her bad weather..shows character and fight!

Preeti S. said...

"Fault her for being American bold
but not for transparent truth uncontrolled." - My favourite lines!

And what a brilliant character sketch. Your words breathe life into her.

Myrna R. said...

I like the last lines too. It's true, you can't fault her for being honest. But maybe her honesty hurts when she stirs the pot to taste it so much. Anyway, I like your take on the inner storm that some can predict.

Laurie Kolp said...

This is so clever, and well-crafted, Susan. I love the second line!

Brian Miller said...

transparent truth would be refreshing...if she is being honest to herself...how can she not be as beautiful as a deer in the woods...a horse in the plains...

Gen Giggles said...

I like it. The last two lines really work for me.

Truedessa said...

Sometimes, when the pot is stirred much is discovered..interesting poem searching for insight
breathe through the fear until you reach delight..

Eileen T O'Neill ..... said...

Susan,

She seems like a person best avoided...I knew a 'friend,' once, who had many of those traits!!!

Eileen

Arathi Harihar said...

beautiful lines..Susan..so many traits..loved the closing lines