Friday, February 15, 2013

Friday Flash 55 — Wabi-sabi shampoo



Let's shampoo in this sink, I said.

After napping on a gracious bed

(used the comforter as a spread —

left the room wearing not a thread).

We entered a bath where stress was shed.

The space was hewn gray stone, wood red:

Wabi-sabi imperfection purebred.

When shadows nudged light fled —

Then shadows on stillness fed.


Written for Friday Flash 55 - My post in exactly 55 words - for the G-Man.

More on Wabi-sabi here.

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12 comments:

Brian Miller said...

between a nap...and bath...i would not mind a little of that pampering today myself....smiles.

Eric (Bubba) Alder said...

Kudos for incorporating Wabi-sabi into this piece. It's a 'beauty' concept of which more people should become aware.

izzy said...

I love the rhyme and concept- will have to investigate further! thanks-

hedgewitch said...

Very evocative, Lydia. the repeated single rhyme is used gracefully and never gets old, and the cadence lulls and comforts, along with the clear and detailed imagery.

G-Man said...

I love rhyme AND a story!
You've given the proper balance of both.
Exquisite writing Lydia, thanks for this stellor effort.
Loved your "imperfect" 55
Always a class act My friend.
Have a Kick Ass Week-End

Helen said...

True beauty lies in imperfection ... love this Lydia!!

Yvonne Osborne said...

Sexy poem, from the first perfect line that raises the expectations to the last that sets us down easy.

I want a bath like that. And the picture you chose complements the poem so nicely. Love it, Lydia!

Lydia said...

Brian~ No kidding. I wouldn't mind that either. :)

Eric~ Many thanks. I agree; wabi-sabi is uniquely beautiful.

izzy~ Thank you for your interest.

hedgewitch~ Oh, how a comment from you can make my day...

G-Man~ You are our Star of Hosts, most definitely. Thanks, ever so.

Helen~ Yes, it does. I thank you.

Yvonne~ You are so kind. Thank you for your appreciation of this one.

Kathe W. said...

Lydia- lovely words for a lovely time.

brandi said...

Usually, poetry gives me stress because I am trying to find the deeper hidden meaning behind everything. It gets to the point where it is not enjoyable because I subconsciously will not allow it to be.
But THIS was beautiful and spoke right at me!

Lester Kish said...

Hi Lydia… I found your blog while googling some non-related topic, was compelled to stay, explore and return for more. Thank you.

Lydia said...

Kathe~ Many thanks.

brandi~ I am honored that this spoke right at you. Thank you so much for letting me know.

Lester~ What a delight to find your comment. I appreciate it and your visits so much.

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