OBSCURE SENRYUS (2)

Michael Edwards

 

 

Wallpaper fading
Sun rays through open windows
Chicken in oven.

  • Author: Michael Edwards (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 10th, 2019 00:26
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • dusk arising

    Flummuxed!

    • Michael Edwards

      You're meant to be - it's nonsense.
      BUT - how about an old dilapidated house in early morning, but at least lunch is in the oven - so there's always something to look forward to.

      These writings are effectively abstracts and it's up to the reader to place an interpretation on them - imho better than realism where it has to be spelt out - and it's fun.

      • dusk arising

        Ah gotcha... you mean like reading the bible.

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      • Goldfinch60

        My first smile of the day Michael, thank you.

      • Goldfinch60

        I warn you, you have started something now!

      • orchidee

        You cooking that roast dinner there?!

        • Michael Edwards

          Yup - cockaloo and spuds roasted in goose fat with herbs and seasoning. Not to mention the veg.

        • Fay Slimm.

          Nonsense was never better expressed for I see in these lines a lifestyle and aging gracefully.

          • Michael Edwards

            Ah that's a great interpretation Fay.j

          • ANGELA & BRIAN

            The SCARECROW ~ waved arms
            smiled at all the Passers by
            wishing it was JUNE !

            TOUCHE ~ Angela & Brian 🧡🧡🧡🧡

          • Suresh

            It taunts the reader to think, but being a simpleton I deduced and then read your response to 'dusk'. So I wasn't a total fool.

            Loved the colors in your works today.

          • MendedFences27

            Abstract it is. You've given us. "wallpaper fading" (an old home), "Sun rays" (daytime) , 'Chicken in oven' (lunch or supper). "open windows" (they burnt the chicken).

            An elderly couple in their old home, either fell asleep or forgot about the chicken they were cooking - .
            Abstract by Phil A.

            • Michael Edwards

              How the imagination works - thanks so much Phil

            • FineB

              Hello Michael,

              Cute poem. Ah life in all its simplicity.

              Lovely picture too.

              Keep writing FineB



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