Art, like a compass, guides my soul – watercolour inspiring life force. (Written for Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge: art & compass. The image is a piece I recently started. It did not turn out so well, but I like the idea. Maybe I’ll start again. Also, I’m linking up to dVerse poetics, which tonight is […]
Sun slices through slumber – Day, wrapped in cerulean, beckons. Not an early riser, I balk, until sensibility intrudes, argues autumn’s passing – I concede, break out, push limitations – a sexagenarian rebel. Later, I crash, golden lustre enveloping me – halo-like. (Kim is hosting at dVerse pub tonight and challenging us to write a […]
Two-tongued – speaking both heart and mind – complex languages, whose nuances I’ve never quite mastered, yet am conversant in. It’s a constant learning to nail enunciation – linguistics a tiresome topic the mind, a guttural language, leans to equation and absolutes – hard consonants and long vowels; while heart-speak rolls off the tongue in […]
Both your photos are perfect for this week’s theme. Thanks for playing.
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Thanks Cee.
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I love abandoned buildings. I find I personify them; I want to imagine them the silent watchers and keepers of secrets. I can’t help but stop and imagine them full of life and loved; sometimes it isn’t so rosy. Loved your poem.
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Thanks so much. So many stories in abandoned places.
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