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Busted August 24, 2013

Posted by nrhatch in Humor, Magick & Mystery, Poetry, Word Play.

The bust stared unseeing under crust of dust.

A sudden gust blew through the must of curtains hung in the distant mist of times past.


Called onto carpet threadbare, I fussed with my hair, mussed by thin air, ‘neath rusty glare and icy stare.

Cussed by chill breeze.

How did I land here?

The product of intent?
Spent passions?

Or the captive off-spring of “just lust”?

Aah . . . that’s better!

Related post:  Sidey’s Weekend Theme ~ The Secret Watcher

Illustration:  Wikipedia ~ Pericles (in Public Domain)


1. jackspratt823 - August 24, 2013

Clever. Made me smile.

nrhatch - August 24, 2013

Thanks, Jack Spratt! I had fun with this bit of mind meandering.

The best part ~> picking the perfect bust for “Busted.” That is NOT a face I’d like to face after falling on my face in disgrace! :mrgreen:

2. Sandra Bell Kirchman - August 24, 2013

You seem to be in a whimsical frame of mind. This one really catches the eye. It’s marvelous the way the whole thing hangs together and makes such perfect sense.

nrhatch - August 24, 2013

Thanks, Sandra. I enjoyed writing this bit of flimsy whimsy. 😀

3. souldipper - August 24, 2013

Don’t fall off your chair!
I really haven’t been anywhere,
Through mist and blow and storm and chagrin
You say: My God, look what the must blew in!

What a fun write you had, Nancy…I just couldn’t resist. I can smell that musty ol’ bust. Good grief, did some woman have to wake up to that face each morning? Perhaps she was far-sighted.


nrhatch - August 24, 2013

Hi Amy! Glad that you couldn’t resist the mist and must. (BTW: We used to say, “look what the CAT dragged in”)

That would be a horrific sight to deal with before coffee, eh? Let’s hope that it’s an “unflattering likeness.” 😉

4. Andra Watkins - August 24, 2013

I often wonder if busts hold souls, if they’re trapped in there because they had one made in life……….

nrhatch - August 24, 2013

That wouldn’t bother me (since they have no arms or legs). But what if the entire Terracotta Army came to life . . . like ZOMBIES.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terracotta_Army 😯

shreejacob - August 27, 2013

Aaaargh! Ok..both your and Andra’s comments are scary!

nrhatch - August 27, 2013

I hope we don’t give you nightmares . . . with terracotta zombies chasing after you through your dreams. 😉

5. Tammy - August 24, 2013

Clever was also the first word that came to me. Nicely done Nancy.

nrhatch - August 24, 2013

Thanks, Tammy! Rolling these sounds around on the tip of my tongue was such FUN! 😀

6. kateshrewsday - August 24, 2013

This is brilliant, Nancy. As Tammy says: really clever!

nrhatch - August 24, 2013

Thanks, Kate! This word play started on a whim and ended up a complete BUST! 😛

7. bluebee - August 24, 2013

Lovely assonance and rhyme. I’m not surprised he had such a bitter, ugly mug – being rendered a eunuch can’t be much fun.

nrhatch - August 24, 2013

Thanks, BB. I had a ton of fun rolling those words around my tongue.

And good point ~> even before his life became a “complete bust,” he “boasted” missing body parts. So if he looks like horrid person, it’s for good reason. 😛

8. cecilia - August 24, 2013

OO.. wonderful PACE! c

nrhatch - August 24, 2013

Thanks, Cecelia! I enjoyed writing this . . . rolling the sounds around.

9. SidevieW - August 25, 2013

What does the bust see, ignored there n he dust?

nrhatch - August 25, 2013

He watches our secrets . . . when no one else is watching. 😯

SidevieW - August 25, 2013

Indeed, but does he tell them to anyone?

nrhatch - August 25, 2013

Let’s hope NOT. 😉

10. sufilight - August 26, 2013

This made me smile even if the bust’s stare looks kinda scary bears. 🙂

nrhatch - August 26, 2013

I know what you mean. I’d written most of the poem before selecting the bust . . . then added, ” ’neath rusty glare and icy stare.”

11. MoreThanACat - August 26, 2013

What a lovely piece of whimsy – love the bust. It’s very enigmatic 🙂

nrhatch - August 26, 2013

Thanks, MTAC! I couldn’t imagine a more illuminating image to illustrate these words.

12. Three Well Beings - August 27, 2013

Or the product of a very curious dream? Been watching any Stanley Kubrick lately, Nancy? 🙂

nrhatch - August 27, 2013

Haha! Nope. It’s been years and years since I’ve seen The Shining. I’ve never seen Eyes Wide Shut, but I found this clip and, as a skit, it seems to fit just a bit:

13. shreejacob - August 27, 2013

I wonder….following Andra’s thoughts on souls being trapped in statues (I so hope that, that would be terrible!!) I wonder if museum exhibits are just as excited to view the patrons of their home?

nrhatch - August 27, 2013

Ooh . . . perhaps while we’re eyeing the mummies and statuary, the mummies and statuary are eyeing us. 😯

shreejacob - August 27, 2013

Mhmmm and can you imagine.. the things they’d say about us?? hehehe

nrhatch - August 27, 2013

Especially given the changing fashions from THEN to NOW.

14. pix & kardz - August 28, 2013


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