Dish Odem Tat

Dish Odem Tat

A Poem by Eve

I think at first I didn't suffer enough
having been new to love and mirrors.

Odem tats, the dish is they are 
charged opposites, like two
tied balloons on a pin board,
only slightly apart that somehow

gain an opposite electromagnetic
current while your back is turned. 

and you glance over your shoulder
to see them somehow touching
each other.

or maybe you hang socks out
on a sunny day because when 

you dry them in the dryer you
end up having to pull them apart.

I wonder what is a good insulator 
for a heart or a brain.

Or maybe you go outside to 
collect the socks and see a 
bloom on the Indian Hawthorn

in the dead of winter and that 
scares you, because you fear

the socks and balloons and flowers
might fall apart if both positively charged.

© 2012 Eve


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Interesting thoughts here! Never looked at socks that way! Might never think of them the same way again!

Posted 4 Years Ago


Eve

4 Years Ago

Thanks so much for stopping in Tomas :)
I think its called a floating rib in humans where the last two pairs have no attachment to the
sternum; that you get to a place (in or out of love) where you wish for such a simple,
explainable disconbobulation.

"or maybe you hand socks out
on a sunny day because when
you dry them in the dryer you
end up having to pull them apart."

Nice.
Very nice.

dana

Posted 4 Years Ago


Eve

4 Years Ago

I was a "meet me , hang with me girl" and he didn't like the way I was hiding my colors. You are lik.. read more
Fractures insight into those dark places, where most would fear to tread.
I wish I'd written it.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Eve

4 Years Ago

so do I , thank you Linear :P
This sounds crazy but I am totally there!...You have an amazing depiction of attraction that takes me to the inner core of electrical magnetism. The tats ingrave more than symbolism on the flesh, it is written on the soul, suffering so deep within, passion leaves a scar.

"in the dead of winter and that

scares you, because you fear




the socks and balloons and flowers

might fall apart if both positively charged." ~ Great write!







Posted 6 Years Ago


Eve

6 Years Ago

Robbie that's wonderful! Happiest of all Valentine's day for you sweetheart!
I read this with pleasure, and excellence came to mind.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Eve

6 Years Ago

Thank you very much Denham, what a great name, btw, Denim like jeans, your Mom is super clever. TY :.. read more
There is a sense of overwhelming connection here... sights and symbols that are drawn to a place of the melting.. the merging... of a passion charged with electricity.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Eve

6 Years Ago

I awoke with "dishodemtat" in my head I researched it on google and The Odem Tatoos came up, so "I d.. read more
No reason to believe we have to suffer to love...neither ourselves or others.
The imagery throughout was believable and descriptive...Metaphorically, who knows for sure....the socks the balloons and flowers could represent time, relationships and love or they can simply be socks, balloons and flowers...either way they both work, though I like to project and use my imagination, and read deeper.
It just might all fall apart if we get too close, so it's easier (and safer) not to take the chance. That's what I see and feel in this poem. Or, you might just be describing laundry day. It was well done either way. I particularly liked the form and style of not necessarily ending a sentence or thought where you traditionally would expect it to end. Not as easy as it appears.
I liked it a lot Myth,
Great job,
allen

Posted 6 Years Ago





in the dead of winter and that

scares you, because you fear.
Very poetic...:)

Posted 6 Years Ago


Eve

6 Years Ago

Fear factor , yeah...in time, all colors shine true even the fearful colors. I love the whale Avatar.. read more
Sami Khalil

6 Years Ago

all colors shine true even the fearful colors. Very wise words that speak of your brilliance.
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Okay ... one minor boo boo ...first line, third to last stanza, spell check might have broken "outside" into two words.

That aside This poem is incredible. I like the metaphorical look at the inexplicability of attraction. You hint at this being a part of your life experience in the first stanza and then you set that down and don't dwell on any personal experience. You know instinctively that that was enough. I think this is among my favorites of your work.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Eve

6 Years Ago

Thank you not so creepy swine guy for everything :) i'll fix now.

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