Women with a towel by Edgar Degas |
The bath
Always this special place
closed away from the world
and family
saturated with steam
and warmth.
So much more than bathing
a place to day dream
and imagine
lose myself in clouds of mist
explore my body.
What is not to love about a bath
with scented soaps
and bubbles
big lush towels
against skin.
A time stolen from the day
to pretend to no one
who I am
A sabbatical
from me.
J. Binford-Bell
April 2013
For more creative takes on this prompt see The Mag: 163
smiles...i love a nice hot bath occassionally, it just takes you away for a bit and gets you into that nice comfortable place with no cares....til they bang on the door..ha
ReplyDeleteExcept we take ourselves with us wherever we go...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! Sometimes we all need a sabbatical from ourselves. The bath is such a special private place. A place to be comfortable with ourselves.
ReplyDeleteI like the last stanza, especially. I can relate with the "pretend me" that is just more work and requires a vacation. I think the bath is a good place to reconnect with yourself.
ReplyDeleteSimply beautiful.....
ReplyDeleteI am truly amazed how that painting has taken us venturing into new paths...
paint me in many hues, not just black
A quiet and private time, just for the bather. Nice response to the prompt.
ReplyDeleteThe poem is super but those last two lines? Brilliant!
ReplyDeleteSharp, clever and on the whole, quite nifty.
ReplyDeleteA sabbatical from me...I like that...
ReplyDeleteI love baths if only I ever had hot water, something is always going wrong with the furnace and a cold bath is not the same! Beautiful work =)
ReplyDeleteWho doesn't love losing themselves in clouds of mist?
ReplyDeleteIt's so nice to have time to ones self & reconnect. To lose ones self in the warmth of a nice bubble bath is soooo relaxing. Lovely Mag!
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