Laid out, in a tapestry,
I suppose the overriding
message would be inconsistency –
a montage of seemingly unrelated
images, the blatant disconnection
offending to the eye, and yet…
closer inspection might reveal
a thread of commonality –
the presence of orange,
in its many incarnations,
woven into each tableau…
a hint of the woman whose
wanderlust has driven her
in so many directions
a passion, that like the sun
cannot contain its rays –
a willingness to embrace
the unknown, acceptant of
endings and beginnings.
I regard myself as inquisitor,
charged with assessing motivations
of crimes, turning over choices,
looking under rocks for disclosure
of weaknesses and fallacies,
questioning the what ifs and whys,
as if life could be rewritten –
the interrogator has no appreciation
for colour, does not allow credit
for tinges of orange, judges only
in terms of black and white…
lacks the empathy to behold wonder
in a life, that despite its incoherence,
depicts a tapestry of survival:
a testimony to the art
of a creative soul’s passage.
(Written originally as way of self-introduction for my writing circle, submitted here in response to Willow Poetry’s challenge: What do you See?)
Photo courtesy of Willow Poetry.
Questions are always good. We may not always agree on the answers. Some differences are as smooth as a hard stone.
Contrary in their creativity. This is what I believe you have pointed out. 🙂
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Thank you Jules. It is a self-portrait, and yes, I can be contrary, but creative.
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I think contrary and creativeness can work well together. I am quite apt at mixing short forms that perhaps were never meant to go together.
Being a rebel is just my nature 😉
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Kudos to the characters!
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Ah V.J … you write so very very well. And even though I may not get to read all your posts due to life/time constraints… I sure am rewarded when I do!
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Diana! You always make my day.
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Hooray! Day officially made 😊💜
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I see a melding of diversity. Stunning poem and stunning image.
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Thanks, Eugenia
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You’re welcome.
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Your words reflect the richness of the image. (K)
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Thanks so much
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Love your use of language and the inquisitor metaphor, VJ! Great stuff 🙂
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Thanks, Steve.
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Whoa. I’ve seen this photo somewhere, while I was browsing WP two days ago, someone posted this and the content is a little similar to what you’ve written, I mean, that’s just awesome. 🙂
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The photo was from Willow Poetry, posted for her challenge: What do you See?
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I see harmony. I see souls with different individuality, I see uniqueness. I love it.
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Thank you, Ragazza.
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‘wanderlust’ is fast becoming one of my favourite words – used to great effect by Joni Mitchell in Amelia – a song I keep playing of late. As we’ve discussed before, we don’t need to leave the house to go a-wandering:
I pulled into the Cactus Tree Motel
To shower off the dust
And I slept on the strange pillows of my wanderlust
I dreamed of 747’s
Over geometric farms
Dreams, Amelia, dreams and false alarms
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love the “strange pillows of my wanderlust”
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Amazing poem VJ. A journey through your own mosaic. It does marry well with the photo. Thank you for sharing it.
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Synchronicity at its best. Thanks for the prompt.
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Wow – strong poem! Interrogator vs inquisitor … black&white vs orange … the image seems a natural fit, and if you had not said otherwise, I would’ve guessed your poem came from the image. Now I’m pondering “the presence of orange and its many incarnations” … wondering what color would define a tapestry of my life …
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There was a personality test: True Colours, which defined us as either gold, blue, green, or orange. I was flaming orange with equal parts blue and green and lowest possible gold. Orange has always been my favourite colour.
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Ah! Found this online & bookmarked – after today’s must-do’s, I think I’ll indulge myself. Thanks, VJ!
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Let me know how you make out.
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Wishes for the poetry challenge 🌸
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Thank you.
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Simply love it, and the art work!!
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Thanks for your kind words. I forgot to credit the artwork to the host of the challenge: Hélène V.
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It’s really very beautiful.. and matches your words perfectly!!
Is it a mosaic on some wall??
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I’m not sure. I wrote the poem some time ago, but as soon as I saw the image I was reminded of it, so I put the two together.
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