Sunday, December 22, 2013

Maturity age

Madonna with the milk soup, 1510. Gerard David.  

While ripening fetus
sips/milk soup/splitted
in levels by means levers

I pulverize clear scent,
echoing scenery/I attend
outside

I fly/follow/a shuttle
of intact/tactile/tiles
of clouds/new ceiling
spider clinging to…

yu. yu. yu. yay!

I listen…

                        by Brenda Warren


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15 comments:

  1. A new ceiling to lie, be interesting indeed

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  2. Wonderful use of the words! I enjoyed this. Thanks so for sharing.

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  3. What a glorious play on words. I think my favorite line was "of intact, tactile, tiles"

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  4. I like this playful, concise poem. Well done.

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  5. Very clever how you combined the two!

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  6. Perfect whirl of the given words and very well designed to be combined into both. Well penned humbird!

    Hank

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  7. I always admire the combining of prompts, that is a different type of weaving. Hope your Holiday is filled with happiness,

    Elizabeth

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  8. Concise and very nice. Thanks. Happy holiday season to you and yours.

    Pamela

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  9. Thanks for comments! Happy Holidays to all!

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  10. This piece was rich and pungent..made me think of 'at first the infant mewling and puking in its mothers arms' for some reason! Happy holidays to you also

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  11. I love the way you worked with words in this piece; and the ending makes me realize how important it IS to listen....not only with our ears but with our hearts.

    Happy holidays to you!

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  12. Striking and very well written...

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  13. Words woven into a game..great! Yay, indeed!

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