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Friday 7 October 2011

Mixed Bag

My long(ish) poem Angel Bitch was published yesterday in Beat to a Pulp. You can read it here.

Tip: It contains a poem within a poem. If time is pressing you could skip it go back and read it later!

The Angel and the Sculptor


For months the sculptor had chipped at the rock,
yet no one could make out its form.
When asked, he had said; "It's an image of God!"
but at that they would laugh and wander away,
and the man would chip for another long day.

When at last he could see the end of the task,
when drawing close to the vision he'd seen,
an angel appeared and told him to stop.
He was getting too close to what no one must see -
the faithful reflection of God.

"Imagination is all I use!"
he said to the angel then. But the angel replied
that that in itself, was a perfect image of God.
"I could change it, perhaps..." the sculptor said,
"- if you could suggest what to change?"

"I've no idea," the angel replied, "not having seen
for myself, the force that lies behind the universe,
the multiverse and the things that have always been.
I just have my orders, I'm told what to do,
they pop in my mind, from where I don't know."

The sculptor, frustrated, took his chisel once more,
and hurled it with all of his might. It hit and removed
a great lump of rock. The carving glowed white
before a great flash and a darkness enveloped the earth
and the voice of the multiverse screamed.



My Aunt's Purse


My aunt (95) lost her purse earlier this year. She thought she'd dropped it in the road. Many weeks later her friend and neighbour found it. "His" fox, the fox that had taken out squatters' rights on his garden cold frame, had been looking after it for her. It was very chewed, but the money was still intact and the purse had been given pride of place among the fox's collectables: its private papers, old coins, gloves, a handkerchief - and a cardboard cut-out of an angel.

My aunt was so grateful to the fox, she cooked it a special dinner.

14 comments:

Jinksy said...

"Imagination is all I use!"

And doesn't that come up with some wonderful things? ♥

Deborah said...

Congratulations!
it took some reading, but was well worth it ...WOW ... just BRILLIANT!

and I LOVED My Aunt's Purse :o) Wonderful.

Rose said...

Congratulations! A fantastic read (Angel Bitch)
A brilliant imagination Mr King!

Rachel Green said...

Splendid pieces, Dave.

Bagman and Butler said...

Two great reads. Each one powerful in its own way. Congratulations on having it published.

The Unknowngnome said...

Congrats Dave. Too long a stay in the sensory deprivation tank? :)

Carl said...

The Angel and the Sculptor is a new favorite of mine. Thanks for sharing all your wonderful work. I look forward to seeing your newest posts before i start my day.

sunny said...

Hi Mr Dave,this is a marvellous piece of yours poetry.good work.as always keep it up

Rachna Chhabria said...

Enjoyed the poem, Dave. Btw..the fox is lucky to get a special dinner.

Tommaso Gervasutti said...

Stunning the image of a "multiverse". I had never heard the word before.

Windsmoke. said...

Congrats for having Angel Bitch published which has vivid imagery and so does The Angel and the Sculptor. What a stroke luck to get the purse back in one piece and with its contents intact, sort of :-).

Mary said...

You've deservedly done well, Dave! Commendations to you!

Dave King said...

Jinksy
It does indeed, it sure does.

Deborah
Hi, and welcome! Good to have your comments and many tyhanks for them. I am especially pleased to hear that you loved my aunt's purse!

Rose
So pleased to hear you you enjoyed the read. Thank you for saying so.

Leatherdykeuk
Good to hear. Thank you.

Bagman and Butler
It could be said to be beyond the call of duty, reading both! Thanks for doing so, and I very much appreciate the feedback.

The Unknowngnome
Ah, it shows, does it? Thought it might!

Carl
So dlad you liked that one. Thanks for that.

sunny
Thanks a lot, sunny. I shall certainly try. Your encouragement helps.

Tommaso
Not mine , of course. I've come across the word just once or twice.

Windsmoke
Thank you for your kind response. Much appreciate your remarks.

Mary
Thank you very much. That means a lot.

Anonymous said...

Like the poem very much, and love the story about your aunt and the fox! I'm looking forward to reading your recently published poem.