Conversations with a silent cat

 
Amelia wears blue again   
powders her nose   
and whispers to the cat  

You’re in my thoughts               often
                                       almost  constantly
I was upset with myself
          worried about you

Where were you when I was falling down?

Not that it matters anymore
I know you were hiding
                    afraid,  maybe
                    oblivious for sure
  You are just a cat  after all
                just wildly detached
                        alone by choice
                         lonely at heart

Amelia removes some space
pets her distant company
shares the silence

Your eyes look so sad
Yet you are ready to turn and leave
          without a purr
                        a meow

You’ll be back –said Amelia
You are just a cat!

 

_____Adriana Citlali
VIII-V-MMXIV




Today at dVerse, we are writing poetry with dialogue: Meeting The Bar – Conversation/Dialogue in poetry | dVerse.
 

Road rhythm

 
Amelia travels the road    again   
The air smells of music with a taste of sun     
 

Golden road rhythm and fresh sky for breakfast    
 

Amelia drives north seeking a mirror  
where to finally look at the naked reflection  
of her true eyes
    her many highlights
                shadows  
 

Midday bright drums and a dash of coffee for lunch  
 

Amelia controls the speed  
Eager to arrive does not want to rush  
 

Spring blossoms and harmony afternoon tea  
 

Flat tire  
  Unexpected   rain  
Dinner with moonlit village  
A dance to the fire of a pleasant rest  

Amelia is heading north




_____Adriana Citlali
XXIII-IV-MMXIV


 

Inspired by the prompt at POETICS: Rhythm of the road | dVerse.


 

No barrier tonight

He seeks a girl   
with the diamond edge  
that suspends all routine  

Amelia wears a pleated skirt  
zips up the boots  
goes out for the night  

Swing music at the club  

Tough guy checks her out  
  No strap around her finger  
Tough guy checks him out  
  Enough detail in his face
No barrier

A waterfall of rhythms
Two alcohol units
No magic

Amelia grooves to the beat
glitters and sparkles
She loves to dance

He attempts to approach
She glances at him
He trembles

A drink might power confidence

Amelia wonders impatiently
He smiles at her
She blushes

He suggests going for a walk
She proposes Sunday
The music ends




_____Adriana Citlali
VII-IV-MMXIV


 

wordle 155

Amelia is out

Somewhere in between       
thick eyelashes and the second behind her eyes       
something stops Amelia from leaving       

It is not lack of a confidence mask
not her camouflaged smile
nor the keys

It is that mirror that keeps staring at her
showing the sadness she shares life with
frustration of waking up with just a memory
guilt of ending it all      (if only)

Only the mirror knows
the naked reflection and the crimson lipstick
Outside she wears dressy hair and savvy shades

Not today, Amelia thought
     Today I want to cry frozen tears
    remove the night shades
   show those feelings
  my pale lips
 the scars

The reflection drags her back
pulls her spirit
fades her chance …




_____Adriana Citlali
I-III-MMXIV


 

Today I am exploring Amelia as a character after the prompt at MeetingTheBar: Character Matters | dVerse.

Down with a cold

Amelia follows the cat, stumbles upon a wall, loses control,
falls down that path, finds a mirror.        

Usual symptoms:
  headache
  congested nose
  sore throat
  watery eyes
  occasional fever

Amelia texts a “hello”, looks for the cat, sits on this bench,
waits for the answer: no answer.

Possible causes:
  heartache
  congested mind
  sore memories
  watery eyes
  unknown fear

Amelia reflects a reflection, looks at the path, thinks of the cat.




_____Adriana Citlali
XXVI-II-MMXIV


 

OpenLinkNight ~ February 2014 | dVerse.