14 lines on Tuesday

We always argue on Tuesdays,
an incidence regular and ticking
as the timer set to a frayed fuse
for a man who has made art
of anger, slow, gradual–
a daisy killer pulling petals
from a yellow center
of what used to be summer;
fresh, upturned for sun
and not a sharp snap of the stem.

It’s not  even love
he’s trying to decode
with his countdown,
but what will set him off next.

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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63 Responses to 14 lines on Tuesday

  1. Tuesday Tantrums perhaps? Nice one Suz 🙂 Loved – a daisy killer pulling petals
    from a yellow center of what used to be summer;

  2. annotating60 says:

    Are there anger ssues this morning?

  3. Rhonda says:

    “for a man who has made art of anger”

    such a waste of energy…and a wicked line sfam…xo

  4. Ray Sharp says:

    good poem. very good.

  5. nelle says:

    Yes. I can so picture this, sigh. Well done.

  6. jmgoyder says:

    The down-to-earth honesty of this got to me. You always turn mundane to magic, despite the pain.

  7. Alice Keys says:

    Collects frequent flyer miles and trades them in regularly on long trips. Sigh. Very good and real. I like the dark and bleak in poetry.

    • Alice, thanks. That’s it exactly. Anger miles. Hate to be around when they are redeemed. I tend to spend mine as soon as I get them–much less toxic, IMHO.

      • Alice Keys says:

        Susan. I’ve never had the patience to save them up either. They weigh too much. But then, I don’t take many trips that award anger miles. Alice

        • Alice–Love your wisdom and words. I try not to get angry, and usually succeed…much better to “talk” things out, but sometimes I need the energy of anger. It is not always a destructive thing, if the energy is turned to constructive things, like needed change. Am I off base thinking that can be true?

          • Alice Keys says:

            Susan, Absolutely on track. Some of my best writing (I think) comes as I work out/through how I came to feel angry about something. This can lead to vision for necessary changes and to energy to make the changes. If nothing ever felt bad, there would be no impetus for change. Alice

  8. yeoldefoole says:

    your lines sing!

  9. claudia says:

    a daisy killer pulling petals
    from a yellow center
    of what used to be summer…what a fantastic image…anger made visible…very cool

  10. Interesting that time and temper derive from the same root. But age has taught me there is not enough time for temper, or any other wastefulness.

  11. tashtoo says:

    and it’s not even love he’s trying to decode…Susan…some seriously brilliant lines delivered here…but that one in particular…there is a face in my mind to match 😉

  12. YES! Yes, yes, yes. Those last four lines are such inevitability…god, so poignant.

  13. brian miller says:

    of anger, slow, gradual–…ugh what an art eh? and not even love he’s trying to decode…both of those lines are felt susan…

  14. janehewey says:

    human poet! I love your opening line and your perfect metaphor with petal pulling. really great, Susan.

  15. I am extraordinarily envious of the daisy-line, Susan. That is a good example of poetry as a way of saying something in an way nobody else would think of. And why didn’t I??

    • Oh, Victoria, be glad you didn’t. It takes a certain amount of sulk and childishness in one’s romantic partner to imagine that line. Heh. Hope he won’t read the blog tonight…But, thanking you all the same. That line is the one good thing to come out of a marathon sniping match..

  16. Poet Laundry says:

    I agree
    ‘a daisy killer pulling petals
    from a yellow center
    of what used to be summer;’
    is fantastic!
    Hope things simmer down before Wednesday. 🙂

  17. zongrik says:

    mmm??? what’s the truth here? i had a argument over nothing this morning!! makes me wonder

    Where is the Food when mother is not?

  18. Rowan Taw says:

    Daisy killer – I believe daisies grow back stronger after a chop! Hold tight : )

  19. Decoding love sounds like a rather crazy kind of exercise, so much like the shadow of anger! There is so much helpless frustration in this poem, because there is a waiting for the cycle to begin again! Beautiful poetic capture of inclement light!

  20. mobius faith says:

    Nice one. I guess one out of seven ain’t bad – that still leave 313 argue free days. Maybe next week we could argue on Thursday, just to break the pattern. 🙂

  21. a daisy killer pulling petals
    from a yellow center

    really good to be able to write poetry after a row like this 🙂

    great poetry

  22. Poetic Soul says:

    Good thing life isn’t a string of Tuesdays

  23. Bloody hell that made me edgy. Well done.

  24. kkkkaty1 says:

    oh nice..but I am thinking cliches …’and therein lies the sting’…and ‘he’s just not that into you’….sorry, but your poem speaks to me personally Susan..so I’ll have to copy and save it 😉 It’s shorter than my comment and generated so much response..

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