Sunday, May 4, 2014

A cure

 Salvador Dali
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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20 comments:

  1. The elements you selected are perfect for your poem!

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  2. How 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.

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  3. Those shadows need to be let loose and play

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  4. I love where the picture led you!

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  5. fascinating last line...the untamed/undigested saved to save another day....

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  6. I enjoyed the last two verses the most..I like where the prompt took you..

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  7. Like the direction you took, and love the ending.

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  8. dali's artwork is fascinating - and leaves lots of room for interpretation.. nice..

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  9. full of beautiful imagery.."the song of candles / sacred light"..my favorite lines"

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  10. Such a power in your words as well!

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  11. powerful lines striking images- amazing composition

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  12. Quite beautiful response to the prompt...

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  13. Really love that last stanza, truly inspired.

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  14. untamed shadows
    undigested

    You capture the feeling of the prompt exactly.

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  15. "pack of needles
    spread for miles"

    and

    "untamed shadows
    undigested"

    Such ever-present pain...

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  16. Lovely use of imagery here---and especially so in the last stanza!

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  17. Powerful...I had to read it more than once...well done...

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