The Flowers in the Glass

For the Camera Flash prompt today on Real Toads.

Still Life by Adolph de Meyer

The Flowers in the Glass
“My house is run, essentially, by an adopted, fully clawed cat with a mean nature.” Anthony Bourdain

The cat jumped onto the table.
She sniffed at the flowers in the glass,
casually stolen from the restaurant
where we had dinner.
He left in the middle of the meal.
I stayed and finished my meal.
The waiter told me “the gentleman” had paid for the meal
and did I want to take a box with the remains of his meal?
No I did not.
I wanted to sweep the food onto the floor
and listen to the plate crash.
I left the waiter a sizeable tip
and when he walked away,
I grabbed the flowers from the vase and ran.
Now my cat is getting ready to sweep them
onto the floor and bat them around.
I will let her.
Time for another tiny cup
of *Nihon Sakari Gokun Honjozo.
I listen to the swishing sound
of the flowers being played with by the cat
and drink another tiny cup.

*#1 the highest rated sake in the world. Tastes like melon, green apples, honey, and the smell of peonies.

dead flowers

For Kerry’s Camera Flash prompt at Real Toads.

dead flowers
in the morning
the sadness of summer sun
seeps through the curtains,
warmth seen but not felt –
the soap smells of flowers
wilted and long dead

Morning by Clarence White 1906 fair use

The Circus

Fore Real Toads Camera Flash and for Hedge 55. Sometimes something innocent comes along…

The Circus
they walked into town from the farm
a basket of eggs and pale yellow butter
between them to sell –
they spoke little English but were eager
to see the circus, supposedly from Mother Russia.
not enough money for two tickets
they stood and took turns looking
through the crack –
Such a good time they had!

 


Andre Kertesz
Date: 1920

 

 

Dorian Gray’s Baby Sister

For Real Toads Camera Flash imagined by Kerry.

Firefly 1907

Dorian Gray’s Baby Sister
You sit in the shadows
fondling your pearl –
staring straight ahead as if to say
what am I doing here?
dressed in black
you asked the photographer
to pretty please make it soft looking
to pretty please print the black and white
film in sepia tones –
As if it were the olden days
so you would look softer
and more romantic.
And of course he did.
And of course you got your way.
You always get your way.
You want to look soft and sweet
but we all know
you are soft as iron
cold as a sharpened blade
ready to slice through reality
in one blow.
So no one would ever find out
about the dead men in your basement
folded away like used tea bags.
You drank them up
slowly and with a bit of sugar and cream.
And of course
you always get your way.
From 1907 to 2018.
Soft and sweet looking.
Yeah.
Like a candy coated snake.

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