Dead (or alive)
Sanaa -
March 12, 2017
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She appeared as stream and gliding sun,
unaware that her legs had come undone.
‘Goodness gracious! woman get out, this
is my apartment!’ Her laughter, sang as 
though a thousand bells.

“No bar of soap could clean that mouth
of yours! Go, get cherry peppers stuffed 
with mozzarella and basil.” I gasp while 
she goes through my satchel.

‘Enough!’ with anger bottled up inside I
managed a smile. ‘Now, that you’re here
tell me does it bother you often that you
have no feet?’ I observed as she flew out
the window, howling down the street.

 

 

Photo credits: Pinterest

I chose to write inspired by, ‘People who don’t know they’re dead: how they attach
themselves to unsuspecting bystanders and what to do about it’ by Gary Leon Hill.

Posted for Sunday Mini Challenge @ Real Toads

and posted on the Poetry Pantry @ Poets United

& Posted on Monday Writes @ My Blog – Verses

verses

62 Responses

  1. Sherry Blue Sky says:
    March 12, 2017 at 3:14 am

    LOL, I loved it, especially the closing question. And even in a funny poem, you insert some beautiful imagery. Cool.

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  2. Magaly Guerrero says:
    March 12, 2017 at 3:38 am

    Bwahahaha! I love their exchange, how normal and at the same time bizarre their behavior is. More than anything, I love the cherry peppers and the final question. Thank you for this delicious laugh, Sanaa. 😀

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  3. gillena says:
    March 12, 2017 at 5:37 am

    Nice rapport there between she-chef and the she-wolf sprite ; she didnt even stay for dinner

    giggles and smiles!!! nice one Sanaa

    much love…

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  4. Bjorn Rudberg says:
    March 12, 2017 at 6:43 am

    Ha… imagine that nightmares could be that funny… No feet indeed.

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  5. Frank Hubeny says:
    March 12, 2017 at 7:02 am

    I usually think of ghosts as not having feet either. It is easier to fly around.

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  6. Rommy says:
    March 12, 2017 at 10:32 am

    She is clearly quite sensitive about the loss of her feet. This was a fun, quirky story poem.

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  7. Kim M. Russell says:
    March 12, 2017 at 4:11 pm

    Snap! We chose the same title and you’ve made a lovely job of it, Sanaa! I love the lines:
    ‘She appeared as stream and gliding sun,
    unaware that her legs had come undone’.

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  8. Thotpurge says:
    March 12, 2017 at 5:54 pm

    LOL!!

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  9. therisa says:
    March 12, 2017 at 7:23 pm

    A smart and interesting way, to end your prose poem, Sanaa. which I love. As some people /ghosts just hate to be reminded of their shortcomings. Hmm, wonder, if that was a bad pun, given how this poem ends.

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  10. Samyuktha says:
    March 12, 2017 at 8:07 pm

    A cute response to an exciting challenge 😀

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  11. Sumana Roy says:
    March 12, 2017 at 8:20 pm

    aw…this one’s a true beauty Sanaa and with humor…the first two lines are more than gorgeous…

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  12. Mary says:
    March 12, 2017 at 9:22 pm

    Ah, this poem is in a different style than your usual. Really enjoyed the delightfully humorous touch

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  13. totomai says:
    March 12, 2017 at 11:07 pm

    Haha! I enjoyed this one Sanaa. Their banters will bring chaos!

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  14. Kerry O'Connor says:
    March 13, 2017 at 12:07 am

    Wow! An unexpected visitation indeed! Thank heavens for the warding of cherry peppers…

    🙂

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  15. Bev says:
    March 13, 2017 at 12:21 am

    Fortuitous there was a window, so she could be on her way! Thanks for my Sunday morning chuckle!

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  16. ayala says:
    March 13, 2017 at 12:21 am

    A fun and delightful poem.

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  17. scott hastie says:
    March 13, 2017 at 12:34 am

    Love the cheeky vitality in this Sanaa – gave me a real lift on a damp grey afternoon here…

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  18. Sherry Blue Sky says:
    March 13, 2017 at 1:03 am

    Ha, I so enjoyed this, I can SEE her, legless, “howling down the street”.

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  19. Julian says:
    March 13, 2017 at 2:47 am

    Hi Sanaa, I like this light hearted piece.

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  20. annell4 says:
    March 13, 2017 at 3:01 am

    What a delight!! That women who flies…without feet…into the street…a funny story…I can see her now.

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  21. CC says:
    March 13, 2017 at 5:46 am

    Very playful and spontaneous 🙂

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  22. Old Egg says:
    March 13, 2017 at 6:29 am

    This is such a great laugh Sanaa, you really had fun with this one.

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  23. Colleen@looseleafnotes says:
    March 13, 2017 at 8:19 am

    Someone ate some hot sauce and had a bad dream?!

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  24. Elizabeth says:
    March 13, 2017 at 9:18 am

    Thank you for the laughter. Light and filled with spontaneity. Refreshing,

    Elizabeth

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  25. Wendy Bourke says:
    March 13, 2017 at 9:22 am

    This is so wonderfully unique and clever … a well written bit of freaky fun. Loved it!

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  26. Susan says:
    March 13, 2017 at 11:39 am

    Hahahahaha! To be so halfway undone is a trip.

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  27. Myrna says:
    March 13, 2017 at 1:57 pm

    So funny and creative. I’m still laughing.

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  28. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:
    March 13, 2017 at 2:02 pm

    Wonderfully imagined! So vivid, so natural, so humorous, so bizarre, so matter-of-fact….

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  29. Magical Mystical Teacher says:
    March 14, 2017 at 2:07 am

    What an imagination you have! I’m smiling broadly after reading this little delight of a poem.

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  30. Susie Clevenger says:
    March 14, 2017 at 5:20 am

    Love the exchange… I think I might know them. )

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  31. Susan says:
    March 15, 2017 at 9:30 pm

    Very cool! An unusual story from you, and quite delicious.

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