You want me to sit
on what you think
is an empty chair?
Not while he sits there,
his soft blond hair
matted with blood,
face grey as the smoke
from the gun I pressed
to his head.
He’s not dead
to me, he’s locked
in my brain,
a bloody stain
I can’t scrub clean.
And when you swill
the developing shot
in your chemicals,
I know he will
appear
in what you think
is an empty chair.
Kim M. Russell, 2017
Image found on http://publicdomainarchive.com/public-domain-images-1920′s-vintage-mugshots-nswpd-special-photographs/
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics – Mugging for the Camera also linked to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Tuesday Platform
Lillian is hosting a bizarre Poetics today, asking us to go a little ‘out there’ on a creative limb with her. She says that she happened upon an interesting website the other day – a collection of vintage mug shots from the 1920s taken by the New South Wales Police Department. They are all in public domain. Some have just one person; others have two or more in one photo. She sat there staring at this odd assortment of characters and got to thinking about how writers create characters for books, movies, poems, and even cartoons. How writers weave characters into a narrative; give them personalities and foibles; clothe them; create twangs or lingo or a way of speaking for them.
She has shared a small selection the mug shots, as well as a link to the website, and would like us to choose one of the mug shots from the 20s that ‘speaks to us’.” We should let our imaginations go a bit wild for this prompt. We could take on the persona and speak for them; put the person into a poetic ‘wanted’ poster; or tell a tale in verse that ‘spins’ around the mug shot we have selected. We are limited only by the far reaches of our creativity! The one requirement is that we post the mug shots we choose in addition to our ‘mug shot poems’.
oh you’ve done well by this mug shot! The question really is about empty chair….and you’ve nailed it here. Excellent description..and the allusion to the old way of deveoping the film by swishing it in the chemicals is perfect. Well done!
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Thank you, Lillian. I really enjoyed this prompt and had trouble choosing a mugshot – they were all so intriguing!
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Love this… what a creepy image now when i see that young man with his blond hair matted with blood… really very visual…
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I can’t resist a ghost story!
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What a fantastic title.
Wow, Kim. That was really good.
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Thank you, Seana!
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Yes but how did he die…did she kill him…is that why he is a bloody stain in her brain….????
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Fay was the one who pressed the gun to his head. There was smoke. She did.
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mmmm…that is the last time he’ll ever shove her in a fountain….
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🌂😱💧
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Nice ghost story with that empty chair. The first half of the picture looks like there might be a ghost in the background somewhere.
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I’d like to think so…👻
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Whoa there, Kim. Kinda went psycho there. Good take on the photo. She does look like a tough cookie. So she finally crumbled…
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🙂
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And the moral of the story is … Don’t cross Fay Watson!
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Too true!
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Nice and creepy! We both did Fay, and mine also has a ghost! Now I feel like this photo really is haunted. Great imagery in this, I loved the disturbing description of the dead man.
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I’m only up a while and will be reading shortly – I look forward to reading your poem – I love ghosts and the idea that the photo is haunted!
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Bravo! Poe-esque.
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Thank you, Jilly!
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And out on a limb you went…wonderfully!
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Thanks Charley!
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Cool and creepy!
I share Fay’s fears re the chair in this room… :o]
Anna :o]
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Thanks Anna!
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Now she’ll forever be haunted by him. A good comeuppance…
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🙂
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Very spooky and gruesome; nicely done!
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Thanks Rosemary!
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This is spooky! What excellent imagery.
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Thank you! 👻
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Great take, Kim. And so very believable. I hope he deserved it, but from that woman’s face, I’m doubtful.
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Thank you, Jane. I think you’re right.
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🙂
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This puts me very much in mind of the Macbeths.. a guilty conscience is its own punishment.
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Wow. That photo is awesome and your poem… awesomer. Yowza
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Thank you so much, Marian!
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Unforgettable write, Kim!❤️
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Thank you, Sanaa!
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Chills!! I always love a supernatural twist a it was perfect for that picture. I stare in to the picture if I can make out some kind of face near the chair. The story was strong. I loved it.
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Thank you, I’m so pleased it gave you chills!
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😊
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I love how you brought that empty chair to life. Absolutely brought shivers!
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Thank you, Jade!
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Good pick, Kim. Perfect, scary poem to match this image.
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Thanks!
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