The copper, tinged an umber green,
Fell twisting through the girded beams
In convalescent coils.  A mass
Of pipe dreams course with soluble
Solutions none of which quite fit
The problem.  Leaking ever more
In frequent pitterpatterns on the
Floor, where familiar mildew spots
Threw freckling faces fierce from rain,
The trickling plumbing of my brain.



6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. brian miller
    Oct 20, 2012 @ 06:11:26

    nice….really cool textures in this…some great alliteration as well…the rhyme scheme is rather enchanting…good fun piece…


    • wordcoaster
      Oct 20, 2012 @ 09:36:53

      Thank you! I really enjoyed this prompt. Couldn’t figure out how to work the Marvin Bell part in, but that just means I have leftover clay to mold with 🙂


  2. ManicDdaily
    Oct 20, 2012 @ 06:58:06

    I really enjoyed this – great word play and enjambment – the pipe dreams, the pitter patterns, the umber green, all terrific. k.


  3. Victoria C. Slotto
    Oct 20, 2012 @ 12:52:49

    I smiled as soon as I saw the title and enjoyed the entire poem so much. The play on pipe dreams is perfect!


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