Wednesday, May 27, 2015

#2AM Making a bed



I smooth the rumpled sheets,
pull tight the creases
releasing the scent
                          --- of love and loss.

17 comments:

  1. Oh how sad...lost love...but perhaps better to leave the sheets rumpled...and hold onto the moment...:)

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  2. smiles... even the loss of the other for a few hours during the day can be painful - esp. after a time of deep intimacy...

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  4. Man, I love tiny poems. Especially when they're sort of vague. My mind is whirling with possibilities. Like, sure, there's the obvious. But also, this could be about a spouse who died, or even a child. That's really what I'm picturing ... like, the child's scent is kind of floral, like wildflowers, breeze, and that pleasantly light scent of sweat from playing (like a girl) outside.

    We're always trying to move on from love and loss, in various forms. So I love that this could appeal to anyone, anywhere, going through any sort of sorrow.

    Ooh, and now the title makes me think of the expression, "Making a bed and lying in it."

    Ooh, again. "Rumpled" breaks into both "rump-led" and "rum-pled." Hmm, maybe "room-played" as well. And "releases" could also be "re-leases" (as in, signing up to use something for longer). Then if you add an "h," it becomes "re-leashes." Sheesh, I could do this all day. :P I'd better stop; I have responsible stuff to go and do. This is just so much fun! (And now I just noticed that "scent" might also be "South Carolina ENT." I just cannot stop. Ever. I'm such a sicko.)

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  5. Great use of the prompt X. I also love the poem. Cheers!

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  6. The love and loss opens up so many possibilities .. and that is what I love with really short poetry.. anything is possible.

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  7. Sometimes love and loss are opposites; and sometimes they happen together...there is a poignancy to your poem.

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  9. There is a beautiful rhyme in the crease and release--and that brings its own release--yes, into poignancy but also into feeling, which is part of being human. k.

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  10. We humans get attached to everything whatever we touch...it's often become a problem in the moving on...we get stuck...and to move we really need...to re-make 'bed sheets' and the rest just let it go....easy to say, ha.

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  11. Large sigh.....smell & memory are so tangled--and who would want it any other way?

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  12. So beautiful and poignant

    mindlovemisery

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  13. Great play on words which I love and which are used to excellent effect.

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  14. That's much better than releasing the scent of wet dog night after night during the rainy season. If I gave her her own key I wouldn't have to get up to make the bed X.

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  15. I read a few things in this piece...as one wants the scent of love to linger on the sheets and in the air...and somehow there is a sense of loss afraid to lose the moment. Think I'd rather have the crumpled sheets tangled at my feet..

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