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The sea washes her ankles
with salt and light
while she offers morning
a field of chiffon polka dots.

Black orbits randomly
on Susanís dress, the breeze
suddenly drawn to its wild
sense of punctuation.

Since dawn, her decisions
have fallen away to sand, nothing
settled but the beautiful
feeling of bathed skin.

Gulls fashion a ring
of metallic white against the sky
and she remembers how
a wedding band slipped
off her finger losing
itself in a field
of long grass and poppies --

the color startling
as red flowers dot the landscape
like proof marks suggesting
she might edit her life
and sail home to the solitude
of shade trees and tart, apple wine.

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The following comments are for "Lady of Indecision"
by Gwendrina

This was made alive with gorgeous imagery. The second stanza was perfect, and I loved the visual of gulls forming a ring of metallic white in the sky. Beautiful!

( Posted by: chinadoll [Member] On: August 29, 2006 )

Lady of Indecision
this is such a richly textured poem, with absolutely stunning visuals. there's a wonderful sense of drama and suspense too. I forget I was reading and felt like I was watching, if that makes sense? And the last stanza is full of expectancy, hesitancy, hope... it just suggests so much, a wonderfully complex poem

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: August 30, 2006 )

Thank you
Chinda Doll

thank you so much for stopping by to read and review this poem. I sincerely appreciate your comments and impressions.

I really appreciate your perspective here about watching this scene unfold. That is my intent with this piece, a woman in contemplation, trying to reconcile some issues with her life. Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts and ideas.

Thank you so much for your thoughtful words and impressions. I deeply appreciate the time you have taken to read and review this poem!

Thank you for sharing your keen perspective about the sequence of this poem. I always appreciate a reader's viewpoint and perspective. My intent here was to create a sense of being" unfinished". I wanted to show the female composition of a woman in quandry, someone whose thoughts and decisions are incomplete like the "random sense of punctuation" the polka-dots create on her dress. She has been wading in the low tide for sometime, conflicted by indecision. The only thing that seems absolute at the moment is "the feeling of bathed skin". The sudden transition to the field of poppies is a memory flash induced by the "white metallic ring of sea gulls". She thinks of how she lost her wedding band in a clump of grass, almost as if the ring willed itself to fall off, something indicative of a fading or failing relationship. The red poppies come back intensely as she thinks, she relives the moment and that is why the last stanza is in the present, grammatical tense. The poppies are like "red proof marks" hinting that she must edit or change or life in some way to make a final decision. The need to go away, back to a her gilrhood home where something familiar like shade trees and tart, appple wine will allow her comfort along with the solitude to resovle her present situation becomes this edit, this need to take time-out and isolate herself from the estranged sitattion she is living in. Though, I do not give specifics about what bothers her, my main intent was to show the female composition or portrait study of someone indecisive. This is focusing on the physical scenery, the action around it and elements that provoke thought.

However, you make some wonderful points from a reader's standpoint and I will definitley take them into considderation. Thank you so much for sharing them with me.

my best to all

( Posted by: gwendrina [Member] On: August 31, 2006 )

Gwendrina's surf & turf
Love the decisions falling away to sand.

Interesting that the wedding band is said to have lost itself.

Can be a tough edit; that of your life.

Don't care much for the title, but it introduces the character of the Lady. This poem projects its images onto her body in in a captivatingly natural and sensual way.

From the sea to the land- a grounding sought.

Careful with the wine.

~ John

( Posted by: Flonigus [Member] On: August 31, 2006 )

Thank you
Hi John

Thank you so much for stopping by to review this poem. I really appreciate your thoughts and impressions. And yes, that apple wine from Normandy can be pretty potent when brewed in its distinctive, French way but most enjoyable.

my best

( Posted by: gwendrina [Member] On: September 2, 2006 )

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