pissarro-strong-wondsby Camille Pissarro


My collar is itchy
and I’m twitchy
with longing. I
want to cast
off all façade
and plait my fin
-gers through this
crimson soil, forget
myself. Perhaps
if I just lie
down right here,
…..the sky
will embrace my
skin, and swallow
…………me whole.

prompted by margo roby’s tuesday tryouts.



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9 Responses to Lace

  1. berri myst says:

    I especially like from “Perhaps” through to the end. And now I’m off to look up that painter. I really like that style!

  2. Yes, I think that is a perfect title for that picture.
    ” I
    want to cast
    off all façade
    and plait my fin
    -gers through this
    crimson soil, forget
    myself.”…………………….. love that

  3. markwindham says:

    I will take the spot next to you…itchy twitchy and all…nice

  4. Candy says:

    “twitchy with longing” …… great description

  5. margo roby says:

    Well, there will be a row of us lying there. I’m in.

  6. Ummm…yup, I’m there…I’ve so wholly felt this feeling before. Awesome capture, De. 🙂

  7. Misky says:

    I love how the sky can do that!

  8. What a beautiful painting and what a job you’ve done pointing out what’s in it.
    My little one was trying to rhyme things with our cat “Rich” yesterday – itch & twitch were in there, so this reminded me of that!
    “Plait my fingers through this soil” – a very cool image. And I love how the title ties is all together!

  9. Mr. Walker says:

    Yes, I want to lie down too and listen to the wind in the tops of those trees.

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