Saturday, June 23, 2007

Bubbles (My Poems): Pottery Barn Days

Pottery Barn Days

These precious people live in homes with soft creamy linen slipped sofas
and clear glass cylinders brimming with white seashells
on the Espresso end tables.

The Ivory and Havana Dark Weave furniture enjoy the
clean ocean breezes, immune to the rage of elements.

They eat heartily at clambakes. Tables set
with colanders in a nautical blues and reds,
plump lemons for the lobsters and white pails to collect the shells,
and bottles of Pinot Grigio knotted with sand-dollars.

The catalog says it brings family back together.


Anonymous said...

Interesting subject for a poem.

ZenDenizen said...

Reminded me of my Linens 'n' Things Days.

Anonymous said...

Zen - really?? Is yours up???

I wrote this last month when I came across a PB catalog at my sister's. And, just finished it this wknd.

ZenDenizen said...

Well I don't have anything positive to say about LNT. I worked there for 9 months and hated every minute of it.

But if you want to laugh at my past misery, here goes :)

Anonymous said...

Oh, geez.. didn't realize you actually WORKED there! that's different.. Did you see "Click" where Adam Sandler walks into Bed Bath & Beyond and it was the "beyond" that he fell into.

You just walked into the "Things" part :-)