It’s better to look at the sky than live there. Such an empty place; so vague. Just a country where the thunder goes.–Truman Capote (1924 – 1984), Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Three Stories
unbounded in a boy's eyes unbounded by societal norms by truisms, by words, by my own eyes, by contrary evidence unbounded by - empty of reality empty of understanding empty of empathy we're cloudless, their eyes said, cloudless, clear, cogent true, trustworthy, trust us, trust us for everything, on everything, look to us for everything look no further, not skyward, nor - are you listening to us are you paying attention, boy are you disrespecting us are you doubting us, boy - ignorance clouds your thinking clouds your mind clouds your eyes; you cannot trust anything other than our cloudless vision look up at us, not past us to the sky; we tower in every possible way trust us
Eugi’s Weekly Prompt
d’Verse poetics prompt: Breakfast at Tiffany’s
At d’Verse, poets were prompted to select one of eleven lines from Truman Capote’s ‘Breakfast at Tiffany’s’ as inspiration to pen original poems.
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53 thoughts on “Cloudless, or: Unbounded”
real talk this one
💗 thanks, Sami 💗
You bring truth in lovely form, David!
💛 Sara 💛
Very interesting point of view, David.
😻🙏🏻 Dolly 🙏🏻😻
💘 Molly 💘
💗 Annette 💗
Tremendous depth of thought!
❤️ Reena ❤️
David I’m really impressed at how you combine three prompts into a brilliant piece. The cloudless eyes of a child is real poetry.
💛 thanks, Chris 💛
You sweated the subject matter
🧡 Abi 🧡
Noose around the neck
Looking this way
Attracted to the other play
Staying in step
That’s how the story goes
Truth be told
There comes a day
When the lot of generations
Fall into your lap
And you fold.
💙 Abi 💙 ~ beautifully written
With deep appreciation,💙💙 thank you.
Thank you for sitting down and writing 💙
💜🙏🏻💜 Vidah 💜🙏🏻💜
I agree with the above commenters…
Your words lay bare the attitude of the powers that be.
💖 July, thank you 💖
💓 Andrew 💓