Velvet Beulah

butterfly wings fan her

as she sun bathes

under the shade

of a mulberry with molasses scabs

 

the cranberry in her cooler

as red as her velvet blanket

and the lace around her neck…

well, best not measure carats with a ruler

 

a paperback in hand

she flips through the pages

and reads the story of her life

to the bitter end

 

© Heath Muchena, 2015


25 Comments on “Velvet Beulah”

  1. milliethom says:

    You have some lovely imagery in this poem. I particularly love the opening lines.

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  2. Richard Parr says:

    Such sadness mixed with heat and colour

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  3. Steph says:

    wish there was a “dislike” button. Not your writing but the sentiment.

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  4. curtisbausse says:

    a really nice poem!

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  5. Pragati says:

    Thats a very Nice Poem…..Well Written !

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  6. moonpaste says:

    This is something else.

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  7. vivachange77 says:

    Lovely. Striking colors in your imagery.

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  8. Lovely. You’ve been writing a long time! Fantastic. I’m new at it so I hope the ideas keep coming.

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  9. Your writing is exquisite.

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  10. karen rawson says:

    Lovely. The last paragraph slays me.

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  11. ColorStorm says:

    nice site here

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  12. Warren says:

    Engaging Poetry. I particularly enjoy the last clause containing a pun: end of the life and end of the reading material. Nicely done.

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  13. ZQ says:

    Well done!

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  14. […] 7th -Velvet Beulah, by Heath […]

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  15. The Chaos Realm says:

    Rad!

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  16. VictoriaJoDean says:

    I love the way “Velvet Beulah” feels on the tongue…soft and mushy and mysterious with an expulsion of air on “Beu..” . Lovely imagery in this poem. The line, “Well, best not measure carats with a ruler.” made me laugh – both for its thought and because it brought in an unnecessary rhyme, as if you were laughing at the structure. Great writing. Keep it up.

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  17. noelleg44 says:

    Great imagery. You are one talented poet.

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  18. khafeel says:

    Victoria Jo’Dean captured my thoughts on this piece. Cook stuff.

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  19. lynn__ says:

    You got me with that last verse…like the plot twist!

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  20. “Molasses scabs” – nice!

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  21. I of July says:

    thank you so much… really appreciate the feedback… love you all 🙂

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  22. Molasses “scabs ” ? Oh my love , The sweet coverings you bear, reminders of the wounds incurred, when I was not there to protect you . Limbs of mulberrys are not comparable to the arms of a maiden ! Hello, “I”

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  23. Hey bud, long time. Good to hear from you. Hope you’re well

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