Friendly Friday raindrops & Day 12: Significantly drab

For her Friendly Friday challenge, Amanda down under in her finally no longer so dry land of plenty says raindrops. Let’s deal with the poem first, and then teardrops will fall. I mean, raindrops will follow.

Challenge 12: Each student had to bring in two objects from home to a dream poetry workshop, give away or destroy the significant object, and write a poem about loving the dull thing. “Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem about a dull thing that you own, and why (and how) you love it. Alternatively, what would it mean to you to give away or destroy a significant object?”

Significantly drab

 I’ve always had twisted concepts
 of possession  
 and value.

 Suppose I bring  
 my “Shut up bitch” shirt,  
 see-through, torn and stretched, 

and my first ever digital camera,
 a rather bulky 
 but cute little Canon. 

Shun the drab,
 love the significant.
 Precious camera, dull shirt?

 Or should that be: my favourite shirt,
 bought in Venice Beach,
 that saw Iggy and so many others live,

 and my first, now forgotten camera
 that hasn’t seen any batteries  
 since I got a new Nikon?

 Precious shirt, dull camera?
 Love the drab,
 shun the significant.

 Frankly, I’d gladly dump both.
 No – let me tear up the shirt
 and give the camera to the cameraless.

 It brought me much joy.
 It was a present for my ex.
 I’m sly like that.

 Ask my mother
 how she gifted a doll to her brother.
 He was given an hour to play with it.

 What?  
 Did you expect me to bring
 my laptop?

 Love insignificance.
 Shun the bard.
 She is unreliable.

Iggy Pop, Ljubljana, 2008.

My parents’ first surprise Tuscany visit, 2013.

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Luckily, at least over here, the rain is reliable, for now. Even more than that: today is the second Friday in a row that I was unable to meet my new friend who has painted me in a fascinating new location because of the rain.

These are old photos though. If it sees rain, my camera goes in hiding. While the first six are all different shots, in the last line there are two different edits of the first – unedited – photo which some of you will remember from my second blog.

For Friendly Friday Photo Challenge hosted by Amanda from Something to Ponder About

and for Day 12 of NaPoWriMo