Sunday, March 9, 2014

What lies beneath

Lee Plaza Hotel, Detroit, photo by Bonnie Beechler 


Nothing  pleased the eye. Life has intruded as unwelcomed artist, corrected the content of apparently conservative atmosphere.

The polyglot parrot swallowed overdose of calcium, - left bare walls and hearts, flew in unknown direction.
The curious visitors, the pigeons, imprinted their questions into the floor in black and white.
The ceiling silently watched the happening with swollen from frequent tantrums eyes.

It has been two weeks since a poltergeist started the storm. Light corks flew regularly at the end of the day, crossing the area with anomalous phenomena…

New residents’ furniture was stacked in the living room, blocking the window and balcony door.


The plants, have grown in the favorable soil, were uprooted.

'What Lies Beneath' by Vandy Massey


Read more at: Magpie Tales

20 comments:

  1. What a storm it must have been ~ I specially like this part: Life has intruded as unwelcomed artist ~

    Thanks for linking up with Real Toads Sunday's Challenge ~ Happy week to you ~

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  2. ha. interesting....the pigeons complaints in black and white on the floor made me laugh...surreal all around that...

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  3. A blocked view as much comes due, can sure leave one blind to all around

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  4. I guess the choice for the artist was: A crap painting of beauty, or a beautiful painting of crap! Either way, it is hardly uplifting, but we must admit it is well done, as is your poetic comment.

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  5. I love your bit about the parrot and pigeons.

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  6. Nicely done....thanks for sharing

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  7. The second image helps to read the poem as it reads the first image. Sometimes ruin is the most honest portrait.

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  8. Ah.. Those poltergeist... I like the humor of corks flying with that ominous feeling of birds taking over.

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  9. Truly your life and your art are one and the same ! ....the way of the warrior , as Carlos would say
    Cheers Hum

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  10. well expressed. i could feel those that resided there before and the whirlwind left behind by intruders entering into the abandoned space, the pigeons.

    gracias

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  11. This is an intriguing blend of two picture challenges. I don't feel the second as strongly as the first, but it is touched on in the uprooted trees.

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  12. the pigeons, imprinted their questions into the floor in black and white... and the poltergeist...ha... turning things upside down..

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  13. Interesting take on this. :)

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  14. Aha the pigeons... You made them sound so poetic. Loved your take on the prompt :)

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  15. Very nice thoughts. I love the photograph you found to go a long with your poem.

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  16. Oh my.... I throughly enjoyed this..... and your closing photo.

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  17. Enjoyed your poem and Massey art ... very nice.

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