Chair With the Wings of a Vulture, 1960, Salvador Dali
The shells are voiced
across the ocean
the song of candles
sacred light
your eyes have poked
a mighty power
like pack of needles
spread for miles
on wings till landing
rotors spinning
the wounds of passion
worn away
untamed shadows
undigested
stored as the cure
for better day…
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The elements you selected are perfect for your poem!
ReplyDeleteHow well you weave the contrast of the vulture statement with more uplifting ones. I think you capture the ambiguity of nature.. bliss and evil at the same time.
ReplyDeleteThose shadows need to be let loose and play
ReplyDeleteI love where the picture led you!
ReplyDeletefascinating last line...the untamed/undigested saved to save another day....
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the last two verses the most..I like where the prompt took you..
ReplyDeleteLike the direction you took, and love the ending.
ReplyDeletedali's artwork is fascinating - and leaves lots of room for interpretation.. nice..
ReplyDeleteA very nice piece of poetry.
ReplyDeletefull of beautiful imagery.."the song of candles / sacred light"..my favorite lines"
ReplyDeleteSuch a power in your words as well!
ReplyDeletepowerful lines striking images- amazing composition
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Quite beautiful response to the prompt...
ReplyDeleteReally love that last stanza, truly inspired.
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You capture the feeling of the prompt exactly.
The last few lines really shine!
ReplyDelete"pack of needles
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and
"untamed shadows
undigested"
Such ever-present pain...
Lovely use of imagery here---and especially so in the last stanza!
ReplyDeletePowerful...I had to read it more than once...well done...
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