Welcome the to first Muse for Monday since Mantra’s makeover! Many thanks to the wonderfully talented Lizzie of Running Naked with Scissors for Mantra’s new look. You will be seeing quite a few incarnations and moods for our little inspirational pixie.
Tonight, Mantra’s is giving us a look into a place we have all been at least once: Late. For some of us, tardiness is a way of life. Some of us are painfully punctual. Both groups fall prey to this sort of lateness at least once in our lives.
Have you ever completely forgotten something which was desperately important to someone else? Realized ten minutes before you were supposed to be somewhere on the other side of town you were not dressed for the occasion and would have to go home to change? Or wear your credit card out to change in a fitting room?
Have you ever missed it entirely?
You’re Late is quite an accusatory title, even for a poem. Shall we take a look at who is late and what happens?
Your lids are heavy.
The tired is to the bone.
Life is making you weary.
You come through the door.
An obligatory smile.
Giving the least- nothing more.
You wave off an advance
And head for the shower.
“Did you remember the dance?”
Stopped dead in your tracks
With your chin dropped to your chest,
You look down at wrinkled slacks.
A peek at your watch says eight.
How am I going to make up
For forgetting and being late?
Open up the bedroom door.
On the bed is your favorite shirt.
Your slippers are on the floor.
There’s no way I can wear that!
You don’t hear the door open.
But your bum feels a love pat.
“You didn’t think we’d go late?
Or do you want to get dressed
In those to face heads of state?”
You didn’t expect the snort,
But that’s all right, you see -
Mate is an affable sort.
Did you go into this poem forgetting who Mantra is? What was your initial reaction to the last stanza? Have you ever been the one who was late? Have you ever been Mate? What do you think of Mantra’s new look?
To be fair, this is Mantra’s main incarnation. Her more playful one will be revealed later. As was the way with the green vector fairy and the fantasy art which were Mantra’s incarnations before, her mood will be revealed in advance if you are one who likes to notice such things.
Let’s hear it for Lizzie for her rendition of Mantra. I know I love her new looks and hope you will enjoy discovering them over the next few weeks. (Yes, there are many!)
(c) Red Dwyer 2012
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