art – Page 14 – One Woman's Quest

Seasonally

One rose
dripping red, like blood from thorns –
a warning? a promise?
even roses die –
love, too?

(Written for Dark Side of the Moon’s Reverse Cinquain.)

(Image: A Rose to Ignite Passion is available on our shop at Society6.)

Growing Wings

Even as we let go
of that which no longer serves
our hearts grow wings.

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Creating “poetry-to-go” has been a dream of mine. This is the beginning!

Stirred

Unheralded,
an apparition
in white –
wings enveloping,
uplifting

soul cries,
voiceless,
powerless –
no pause
on perfection

she follows coastlines
while I travel roads,
fades from view

her shadow lingers,
wraps me in melancholy

one minute of rapture –
enough to make me mourn.

(Inspired by the sudden appearance of an egret while shooting this image. Submitted for Manic Mondays 3 Way Prompt: roads, and Reena’s Exploration challenge: one minute.)

Fantasy

If I appear to function,
it is testament to adaptability –

I am socially awkward,
with a side of dreamer –

wandering, spinning,
need someone to bring me back –

not adverse to fairytale kisses
or happily-ever-afters –

please, somebody beam me up,
set me down where life is

a festival – music, costumes,
the joyous sensation of belonging.

Gifted

Creativity is a jungle –
unharnessed overgrowth
threatens the light –
chaotic madness ensuing

Genius enters the chaos –
culls the extraneous –
captures the message
and with elegance,
delivers.

(Written for Willow Poetry’s challenge: What Do You See? Image supplied by Hélène V.)

Snapshot

(Featured image is watercolour interpretation of the photo above.)

Reverence

Natural beauty
stops the heart, disrupts breathing
instills reverence.

(Photograph taken in Arizona at the Bryce Thompson Arboretum State Park last Spring. Modified with Befunky.com. Submitted here for Manic Mondays 3 way prompt: reverence.)

Mississippi

She flows,
unapologetic of her girth,
does not flinch
at barges scoring her surface,
nor paddle boats laden with curiosity.

Confident in her fluidity,
she bears the secrets of life –
the sludge of our humanity in her belly –
stirs the minds of merchants, and children,
tolerates those who gather at her banks.

The final word is hers; she knows
no boundaries can contain her wrath –
still waters rise and spill –
she is a dragon –
nature’s force,
and she is magnificent.

(Originally penned November, 2017. Edited here. Image is a watercolour view of from our RV site. Linked to V.J’s weekly challenge: river. )

In Praise of Watercolour

Art, like a compass,
guides my soul – watercolour
inspiring life force.

(Written for Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge: art & compass. The image is a piece I recently started. It did not turn out so well, but I like the idea. Maybe I’ll start again. Also, I’m linking up to dVerse poetics, which tonight is all about journeys. Since I don’t leave the house very often, and when I do, my husband is driving, my journeys these days are more ethereal – into the realm of imagination.)