Description: "I think that unbuttoning is a metaphor of love's wishes in many ways, the imagination, the heart, the senses and fears can all be opened. Clothing was invented to remind us where we are going with all this, don't you think…" Nan
Nan got this idea moving.
Thanks dear goddess and muse.
The Button -------------------------------------------
Nice dinner, the night is dressed to the nines.
Here happiness is served with fine silver and smiles.
Until she catches a glimpse of the gap in her shirt.
She'd checked it when she dressed,
but she can't seem to keep that damn button,
the one over her heart, sewn on.
There was no noise or notice when it popped off.
Though it is no surprise as it happened as it has before.
Especially sitting eye to eye with a person like this.
Was it the look she got or the one she gave
that caused her chest to swell with a breath too big?
If her feelings must be exposed, so it goes.
It is a night of social embarrassment.
"Oh God, don't let it be in the soup again."
she said beneath her breath.
The difference is she decides to leave it amiss.
There will be no pulling, pinning or covering up.
She'll pretend it is what she intended.
An observer might think her emotions
are inattentively attired, but the one with her now
enjoys the peek at her delicate cameo-soul.
It is the first step toward naked openness.
Tonight is more than a marvelous meal.
It is a meeting and merging of love.
When moved to uncover her inner self
dinner is fine, but breakfast
is divine.
Awesome! This was all too and very amazing, I don't even know like what to even say to this, because well, I ish just speechless. It was just on another level of thinking all together, and it was just awesome. I love how she decided to leave the button undone, and the play on words, "cameo-soul" har har, I thought that was funny. And I laughed just as my sister walked in, and she just looked at me. Anyhow, this is pure brilliance, you are truly gifted. Awesome job. Peace and love always, Aya
I love this. I love how an embarrassing situation goes from embarrassing to exposing to somehow comfortable. The last stanza was my favorite. And I like how you tell of the difference. The difference of the man she is with... this time he means something. Very good write.
I love this Chrystine and thanks for taking unbuttoning to a new level of appreciation. But you must have experienced this story in some way, maybe? Love is like that, and I learn more every day, thank goddess and a-woman.
So glad I could inspire but that's our job as the bevy of assistants "all for one and one for all" the beauty is in the sharing. Thanks for doing so. Nan
I liked this irony type poem of the button.Nan is right.When we do wear clothes its like a cover up to not let anyone know the true human being that we are because anyone can perfect an image on the outside.But when we are exposed , we show everything that lies within us that makes us a human being.This poem is going on my favorites list.The reason why I liked the poem so much was becausethe button played as the main character that stealed the show.The woman was just its supporting actress.Really Good Write.
this is just divine Chrys.. i'm so happy that you were inspired by Nan, she inspires me constantly.
An observer might think her emotions are inattentively attired, but the one with her now enjoys the peek at her delicate cameo-soul.
It is the first step toward naked openness. Tonight is more than a marvelous meal. It is a meeting and merging of love.
When moved to uncover her inner self dinner is fine, but breakfast is divine.
the whole poem is wonderful but i especially liked these lines. what about dessert, though? that's the best part, and we usually indulge in dessert before the meal... *sigh* this is a new fave my friend. @ peace&cameos @ !Cat
p.s. i forgot to say i love love the play on words in "cameo-soul"... camisole... yeah... @
When moved to uncover her inner self dinner is fine, but breakfast is divine.
- Tongue in cheek. What you say here paints a thousand words in this ending stanza. A nice way to finish it off, I think.
I like your metaphor of a button popping off. Sort of like an unexpected thing, a social gaffe, but it all turns out well.
Well-written, well-defined. I can find no fault in this one. Nice visual imagery of a dinner setting. I'm guessing this really did happen? It sounds like it.
this is awesome. i totallt 100 % agree with what Predator commented so i will not just go on and repeat it all. i especially loved the last stanza. When moved to uncover her inner self dinner is fine, but breakfast is divine. its wicked awesome! *meg* ps. this one is defintly an inspiration for me to write better, and is definitly also goign on ym faves list!
I can’t tell you how much I loved reading this! I think this is a great metaphor that you have used and it is used in such a delicate and subtle way that you never directly approach the ideas behind it (except in the description) yet the metaphor is much stronger for it. I particularly enjoyed the second stanza, painting a picture of someone who cannot hide her feelings however hard she might try. No-matter what she does that button keeps popping off and revealing more than she intends to. I also like how you weave comedy into the mix with her horror at the thought that it might "be in the soup again". This goes a long way to describe how embarrassing an emotion love can prove to be and maybe mess the situation up before it has had a chance to begin. Then when she decided that this time she will leave it off tells me that she has finally decided to embrace these feelings rather than try to suppress them as she always has before. I also particularly like:- "An observer might think her emotions are inattentively attired" I guess this demonstrates how people tend to judge without knowing the full story. Well I've gone on for long enough. Thank you so much - I could annotate this for days! My newest fave addition.
Submission Name: The Button
