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Array ( [sid] => 2988 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Curiosity Shop [time] => 2002-08-29 20:38:06 [hometext] => [bodytext] => A store in town
with windows draped
in lost and found kept secrets
from another day escaping little drawers
whipped together in careless array
caught my eye
and nipped and tugged at me
to know what was inside.

At first assailed
by the stale smell of old
pearls cameos jewelry galore spilt on tables
furniture crowding aisles and more
fingering plates with golden rims
and lace I didn’t need
I spied amidst the treasures there
a curiosity in herself to see.

Almost hidden
among the piles of books
stacked round her like canyon walls
tall and weighed down by long gray hair
a witchy woman
wearing a mix of fine and funky
in colors meant for wooden floors
she lowered lashes to veil
the link between her and me.

Left to browse
my curiosity aroused by this sight
black lips and all
looked very punk about a hundred and three
wondering what her story could be
I stole furtive glances past
tapestry Tiffany and the shop’s precious best
to where she wondered if I meant to buy.

Until she, too, was eyeing me and said at last
“See anything of interest?”
a smile...“No, thanks”...as I headed for the door
a little white tale
the truth be told
it wasn’t for sale for sure
the most interesting thing in the shop
was her. [comments] => 7 [counter] => 276 [topic] => 31 [informant] => Patricia_Petro [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
Curiosity Shop

Contributed by Patricia_Petro on Thursday, 29th August 2002 @ 08:38:06 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry



A store in town
with windows draped
in lost and found kept secrets
from another day escaping little drawers
whipped together in careless array
caught my eye
and nipped and tugged at me
to know what was inside.

At first assailed
by the stale smell of old
pearls cameos jewelry galore spilt on tables
furniture crowding aisles and more
fingering plates with golden rims
and lace I didn’t need
I spied amidst the treasures there
a curiosity in herself to see.

Almost hidden
among the piles of books
stacked round her like canyon walls
tall and weighed down by long gray hair
a witchy woman
wearing a mix of fine and funky
in colors meant for wooden floors
she lowered lashes to veil
the link between her and me.

Left to browse
my curiosity aroused by this sight
black lips and all
looked very punk about a hundred and three
wondering what her story could be
I stole furtive glances past
tapestry Tiffany and the shop’s precious best
to where she wondered if I meant to buy.

Until she, too, was eyeing me and said at last
“See anything of interest?”
a smile...“No, thanks”...as I headed for the door
a little white tale
the truth be told
it wasn’t for sale for sure
the most interesting thing in the shop
was her.




Copyright © Patricia_Petro ... [ 2002-08-29 20:38:06]
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Re: Curiosity Shop (User Rating: 1 )
by Mystery_Girl on Thursday, 29th August 2002 @ 08:47:14 PM AEST
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A good interesting read......:-)


Re: Curiosity Shop (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Thursday, 29th August 2002 @ 09:11:57 PM AEST
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Nice read..interesting concept....
Jenni


Re: Curiosity Shop (User Rating: 1 )
by Terry_Stephen_Driscoll on Thursday, 29th August 2002 @ 09:34:59 PM AEST
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Oooh Patricia I do like this. Reminds me of a similar experience years ago in a little museum in Portland UK. Exellent as always.
Love Terry xx


Re: Curiosity Shop (User Rating: 1 )
by Chrissie on Thursday, 29th August 2002 @ 10:19:01 PM AEST
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Hello Patricia,
This is so worth waiting for from you. You set a vivid scene. I am no stranger to such shops,,,in fact my home is cluttered with my love of collectibles. Your description of this lady is excellent.....I love everything about this.
...ohh to be back iside such places.
Love Chrissie x
Thank you so much for your faithful reading of my efforts and your encouraging comments.


Re: Curiosity Shop (User Rating: 1 )
by chatabox on Friday, 30th August 2002 @ 01:01:22 AM AEST
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fantastic tale, told with such flare. I went back and read it 3 times.


Re: Curiosity Shop (User Rating: 1 )
by Suzy on Friday, 30th August 2002 @ 06:48:56 AM AEST
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Patricia love the imagery you conjure up in this one...nice to read a post from you again.

Lasca


Re: Curiosity Shop (User Rating: 1 )
by Carrie on Sunday, 6th October 2002 @ 11:47:00 PM AEST
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Pat:

This is great writing! Either your memory is photographic or you wrote this inside the shop! I especially loved the lines:

stacked round her like canyon walls
tall and weighed down by long gray hair
a witchy woman
wearing a mix of fine and funky
in colors meant for wooden floors

Wow.

Carrie




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