Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2010

I Called Today

by Chloe Whybrew

Rose petals on marble
Like smudges of blood
Blood of the Sacred Heart
Blossoming stain.
 
Sneaking like a thief
Through a door in the dark,
I take a pew,
Betraying years of disdain
With a guilty defiance.
 
I have come to talk to you,
Wherever you are.
I bring an offering – a tangled knot
Of failed words,
Sad remnants of childish certainty,
Relics of a shattered faith.
 
Perhaps you are not home today?
Silent scent of polish, incense and dust-laden light.
Why should you be here in this cavernous tomb,
Where I struggle on the boundaries of words
Beneath crucified chocolate drop eyes?
 
Outside, there are pigeons not doves
Nesting in Gothic hollows,
Shrouded with feathers and defecation,
Huddled at the feet of the Virgin like sleeping angels.
 
Lips like a smudge of blood
Blood of the Sacred Heart
Rose petals on marble.
Empty eyes that see my soul.
 
Cooing of pigeons
Bubble of water
Slow grumble of traffic
Twisted smile as though she knows the secret.
 
Crossing the street,
Dark ruby red of wine
Salt sniff of seaweed
Discarded sunbeam
Angry bus driver
Beautiful boy with amorous eyes
Music falling from open windows.
 
I called today at 13:25
But you were not at home.
You were out enjoying yourself.

Added: 10.04.2010

Judges' comments on this poem

06.05.2010

Nice language and detail: "Discarded sunbeam Angry bus driver Beautiful boy with amorous eyes" well-observed.

12.05.2010

Loved the story in this - offering a tangled knot Of failed words, was a stand out line for me but lots of other great images too.

12.05.2010

The imagery used in this poem is excellent. The poet creates vivid sights, sounds and smells.

25.05.2010

Very lovely poem, I really liked this poem. Good rhyming style. Excellent work!

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