painting facades

I see 13 tiles
stretching across my ceiling
left to right;

last year in the dead of winter
3 besmirched squares
were covered over by a layer

of clean, white paint.
They still shine happily
in the near darkness

like your night-dimmed face
grinning above me – in return
I faintly smile, eyes drifting

looking over your shoulder
to the painted tiles above,
feeling kinship with the ceiling.

6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. simonhlilly
    Feb 28, 2013 @ 09:32:49

    Ouch!

    Reply

  2. Shackled and Crowned
    Feb 28, 2013 @ 13:37:06

    Hehehe. I like this. Is this Mims being sarcastic?

    Reply

  3. Edward Hotspur
    Mar 01, 2013 @ 00:09:56

    I loved this. Say, what’s that thing you use to where you read your poems and record that and play it back, or something?

    Reply

    • Whimsy Mimsy
      Mar 01, 2013 @ 00:23:40

      I record on my iphone – just the regular mic that came with it – and then upload to soundcloud – its free and simple. Once its uploaded, there is a little share button on the left that looks almost like the input markings on a usb cord (a y with lumps?). If you click that, then select wordpress, it gives you embed code to drop the player into your post. šŸ™‚

      You could also record on your computer right into sound cloud (and I think even from the phone right into it), but my computer hisses, so this is the best solution without fiddling in garageband or reverbation. šŸ™‚

      Reply

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