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    dots Submission Name: A Cure for a Dull Daydots

    Author: cuddledumplin
    ASL Info:    36/ f/UK
    Elite Ratio:    4.08 - 6269/5927/526
    Words: 168
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    dotsA Cure for a Dull Daydots

    My day was dull, so I opened a packet of fresh images hoping to use them before they got stale.
    I used the earthy smell of autumn
    to evoke memories of chilly childhood days
    with their blazing colour and warm coats.
    I took the tickle of light warm rain
    on my skin and sprayed it over my body
    to remove that numb workday tedium.
    I dressed a salad with some sweet daydreams
    carefully avoiding the intense ones
    because I was a bit thought dry.
    I replayed the sound of your silky voice
    singing me love songs to cover the traffic noises
    and the sounds of the obnoxious drunks
    walking home from the pubs,
    and my thumping headache eased.
    I pinched some colours from Gauguin paintings
    and covered the bland white walls in them
    and wore my happiness like a couture gown.
    Feeling a bit full after my binge, but oddly satisfied,
    I had a cup of tea and dozed off in a chair.

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      You have a delightful way to cure the blahs. It is wonderful to have memories that content you like this so that you can have a nice nap. I was a little confused at the line ending in bland white walls in them. It reads as though the white walls are in the paintings but I assume the walls are meant to be in the dull day - just took a moment to make the connect even though it is quite understandable it the overall context. This little nit-picking aside, I love the poem. - Jim
    | Posted on 2011-11-12 00:00:00 | by my shadow | [ Reply to This ]
      this is, quite simply, a beautiful piece.

    i think it's a perfect poem.

    it moves, it breathes, and it speaks volumes.....so full of sensory images. everything we think and feel starts with some kind of sensory experience, and they're all right here in this piece.

    "I dressed a salad with some sweet daydreams". beautiful line. wonderful blending of images...

    and the sound of someone's voice singing love songs to drown out the traffic noise.....the speaker transports herself out of the unpleasant reality surrounding her when she recalls how her lover's voice would sound....

    if i did favorites, this would be on there...it's one of the best poems i've seen here in a long time....
    | Posted on 2011-11-12 00:00:00 | by rubie | [ Reply to This ]
      this is my favourite piece of yours i have read.

    absolutely wonderful use of metaphors for writing mixed with seasonal images and thoughts for the day--

    you took the mundane and made it beautiful.

    damn...i am thinking througout this piece...with almost every line..."i wish i had written that"---

    | Posted on 2011-11-11 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]

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