Puddle, 1952, M. C. Escher
Rorschach had it right.
Everything is something
else, especially when stretched,
etched in ebony. These puddle-pressed
places are filled with trees
and breeze and pools of whisp
-ered wish, my scattered footprints
washed over by my own saltwater
ways, each phrase dipped in song
and sorrow, blot thoughts caught
and spilled. Take a look in this
slender mirror of sweat and blood
and ink. What do you see?
Come on now, think.
.
.
Visual prompt from The Mag.
Loved this. Love you! This was bril.- Mosk
What an interesting character to choose. ‘Everything is something’, etched into existence through determination or love. Layered and lost, yet held together in time through wishful ways and memory.
Thank you for these thoughts.
http://archnasharma.blogspot.com/2012/06/in-this-life-love-is-my-temple-strange.html
my scattered footprints
washed over by my own saltwater
ways, each phrase dipped in song
and sorrow….nice…i like the humility too in asking what you see…rorchact was a nice touch as well…nice write…
I like the way you urged us to really look at the image … I see the moon, the moon sees me!!
Love your voice in this, De… unique perspective!
I wondered if anyone would mention Rorschach…I’m glad you did…very nice…
Everything IS something else! Words to live by.
Escher is sooo cool! Love the scattered footprints washed over by my own saltwater–beautiful!
I love Escher. I may have to do this prompt. How clever of you to go Rorschach.
Love this, especially the line break:
“Everything is something
else, especially when stretched”
And these:
“blot thoughts caught
and spilled”
“Take a look in this
slender mirror of sweat”
“Come on now, think.”
De, my super-worded-wonderful friend!!! I love where you took this image….
“my scattered footprints
washed over by my own saltwater
ways, each phrase dipped in song
and sorrow,”
The entire poem has a such a contemplative feeling to it and I love the puddle-pressed places and your question in the end!! So many goodies here!
Love it, De! Internal rhyme works beautifully, and the assonance and alliteration makes if flow along so smoothly! Beginning & end fit together like two puzzle pieces:
” Rorschach had it right.
Everything is something
else…
…Take a look in this
slender mirror of sweat and blood
and ink. What do you see?
Come on now, think.”
ooh, love the flow from nature to emotions to the audience. great work, as always
“blot thoughts/caught and spilled” very nice.
A lot to think about here.
Love this, De.