Friday, June 5, 2009

Raspberry surprise

I thought I could tame you,
confine you to the shrubbery
bordered by dim pansies
and prim red petunias.

I dug a perfect hole
in the centre
of the border garden,
tucked your roots in, watered
and tamped you down
firmly with my slick-black boot.

I turned my back for just
a moment, distracted
by a passing mosquito swarm;
then when I looked again,
there you were, sprawled
naked and raw, green anarchy
all over the lawn.

I caught my breath
at the sordid sight,
unexpectedly trapped
in that itchy place between
titillation
and outrage.

What frightened me most of all
is that I liked you
this way
best.

Rachel Westfall
June 4, 2009

Thank you once again, Christopher. If I ever get around to publishing these things, I should call this the Christopher series.

19 comments:

emptygarden said...

Ok. Love this, "unexpectedly trapped in that itchy place between titillation and outrage"!!

I love the thought of losing control of something you had firmly in hand, only to find losing control was so much better than you thought it would be...and dangerous, and you like dit..heehee.
Great write!!

Aniket said...

So loved this one! You just turn the back once and there they go... :)

Char said...

Poison Ivy!

Crafty Green Poet said...

excellent, great ending

christopher said...

I don't mind, just gimme my half of the take!

I've Given My Music

You stand on my head,
then dance a bit. I don't dare
complain. You have me
where you've wanted me
for longer than this springtime,
longer than its moon.
In fact I've given
my music into your care,
no way but forward.

christopher said...

This is soooo much fun!
Thanks Rachel.

nollyposh said...

oh wOw! i love this one X:-)

Karen said...

I love this one, too. Just turn your back for a moment, and surprise! I like the wildness of the image, too.

Woman in a Window said...

I read green anarchy as green archery. I like it either way. Yes! Yes! Bring on the raspberries and then let them bleed sweet from my lips. But my own raspberries, of course. Love it!

Rikkij said...

Rach- even before I got to the end, I was thinkin you didn't really want to tame it, only pretend you could. Wonderful thoughts!~rick

Catvibe said...

Read this yesterday but got distracted and forgot to comment. I LOVE the ending. There is something so wonderful about the wild within, that which can not be tamed.

Michelle Johnson said...

The stanza before the ending is perfect. I love the ending as wildness can be both wonderfully fulfilling and untamed at the same time. Great poem. Have a nice day.

RachelW said...

Jorc, I have no doubt that it is the wildness that I love best! Glad you appreciate it, too. :)

Aniket, haha! Yes, exactly.

Char, yikes!!

Juliet, thanks :)

Christopher, hehehehe, if only! Complete submission? Somehow, I don't think so... maybe it just looks that way. Until I look away, or blink. It is such fun, yes, isn't it? Thank you, too.

Nolly, thanks! :)

Karen, mmhmm, me too. Thanks! :)

Erin, green archery, haha! Raspberries, yes... lovely stuff.

Rick, you've got me pegged there. Ahem. And I'd never dream of planting petunias. But you could probably tell that, too.

Cat, mmm, thanks! I think so, too.

Michelle, thanks for stopping by, and welcome! Thanks for your kind comments. :)

SarahA said...

Oh the thoughts your words have put in my mind.I am all for wildness! Good write, you.

Cherie/ Butterfly Dreamer said...

We all want a little untamed wildness.
Lovely poem as usual.

Mel said...

Great poem. I hope for your more inspiration to write. Thanks for sharing this. This site might interest you too.

Kyddryn said...

Oh, soul-sis...yum!

Shade and Sweetwater,
K

Kelly (conversemomma) said...

To love the wilderness is someone is to really see, to really know, to really take them as they are. To find someone to love he wilderness in you, that is the blessing too few find.

Are you and Christopher soul-mates, I wonder?

RachelW said...

Sarah, yes me too!! Thank you!

Cherie, yes. Tangled wildness.

Mel, thanks for your comment; not sure about the site? Something about child safety programs?

Kyddryn, kiss kiss!

Kelly, the wilderness is in the words, and the words are such a tame construct. Weird, huh? I think we should all appreciate the wilderness in one another, and in the world. We should not spray dandelions, or try to tame the raspberry canes; we should appreciate their gifts. I don't know about Christopher and I, except we take advantage of one another's words, haha! :)