Roomination
Wallflowers
Klimt’s ladies peruse the décor with superior expressions.
No doubt they disapprove of modern
colour schemes, overdosed with pastel bland
in poor imitation of Bauhaus efficiency.
A generation below, Oscar leans in some New York bar
trying to look forties cool.
His name might not be Oscar.
I got him for eight notes in a second-hand shop.
Maybe he’s the lost child of the redhead.
© Guaj 2022
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His name might not be Oscar. Don’t ask me why!
Oscar is a good name. It suits him.
Thanks for having a favourite line
Isn’t it fascinating the way works of art can speak to our senses even by-passing the rational mind on occasions?
Can liberate a story or endless possibilities from the creative mind.
An interesting poem that engages the reader.
Alison x
You’re absolutely right, Alison.
These ladies hung on my wall for several years until I moved. Still have them, but I can’t find a good spot to show them. I love Klimt’s work. Certainly these folks get my mind working. I wrote another poem about the very pregnant redhead. I might stick it up on here one day.
Thank you
Short and sweet. Joyful to read. Such vivid images. Blissful.
Thanks a lot Verb. Great comment! Much appreciated.