Beggar’s Ride

What lies beyond up?

Shadows, a winding staircase,
a journey without end.

Clouds traveling unwalled–
a fool’s ship, a beggar’s ride,
a castle in the sky.

My response to Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above.  I wanted to try one of Jane Dougherty’s “42” poems–I love a question to start a poem–so that’s the form I used here.

I had an idea to combine brush paintings of horses with collage, although this wasn’t what I was thinking when I did the horses.  Mostly I used horse sculptures as references for my painting, but this one was done from a photo of a horse.  I’ll get to the other idea using the other paintings I think.

 

full earth

I consulted the Magnetic Oracle for a haiku to go with my May grid.

moon blossoms between
rain root and seed song—bird boughs
blanket the wild wind

 

 

Postcard for Nina

Dear Friend,

I got lost in another dream. I was on the edge, searching for a map.  I fell onto the blue river of time.  The flowers growing together inside the stars cast me home with song, just like you do.

Love, Me

I started with “dear friend”, and the Oracle sent me a lovely message for Nina.  This blog, and my art and writing, would not be here without her encouragement and support.  Thank you my friend!

For NaPoWriMo Day 28.  Almost there…

Collage inspired by Joan Mitchell’s painting “Ici”.

 

I Become Clichéd

My windows open me.
My windows cover, enclose, hide.

I am reflected, pushed inside by darkness.
I am reflected, merging outside into the landscape of the sun.

My windows are two-way mirrors.
My windows are tricks of the eye.

How can I exist in transparency?
How can I exist as glass?

My windows know both sides of the story.
My windows reverse me into particles of light.

for NaPoWriMo Day 26, inspired by Robert Okaji’s “Helinski“

and one of Joan Mitchell’s sunflower paintings

 

Two buildings

I started looking through my dad’s photographs. I had the idea to cut some of them up to use in artwork. I guess you could say this is my first collage at least in a while.

It’s a subtle difference but I painted in the white borders in black. I do that a lot. Black brings everything out to my eye.

I’m looking forward to seeing what else I might find in the photos. Keeping the ones with people, all others like landscapes of buildings are fair game.

Poem at “Formidable Woman”

My thanks to editor d. ellis phelps for her lovely post about Laura Nyro that includes words from, and a link to, my poem “Gonna Take a Miracle (for Laura Nyro)”.  You can find it here.

Congregation

Trees
rimple-
faint curtains
tucked between sky
red roses weathered wood blueming wave song

When looking for synonyms for “gather” for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday prompt, I was immediately drawn to rimple.

I decided to try a Tetractys cinquain.

Off prompt but on time for NaPoWriMo Day 20.

 

Autumn (after Joan Mitchell)

I am startled by silence
appearing suddenly, grey, tangled, dense–
all color has fallen away,
hanging by whispers to sharp edges and desolation.

I reach for wind–
carry me to fields where sun
returns blue to sky,
calls trees to green.

The NaPoWriMo prompt for Day 18 was to take lines from a poem (backwards, from last to first) and write a response to each line to make your own poem.  Since I have been using the art of Joan Mitchell as inspiration this month, I was pleased to find that she had published a poem, “Autumn”, in Poetry Magazine.  You can read it here.

 

on tides

to be weight
less, sparkling colors
in water
or air, caught
ungrounded and threaded with
invisible light

My post for Day 15 of NaPoWriMo–better late than never I guess (wordpress has not been cooperative this morning either)–is inspired by Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above.  I went off the edge of the page for my response.

 

Tea with the Oracle

teacup spilling clouds
of moon fruit–
tendriled secrets
from rivers of flowers–
thick with the wild longing
of animal song wandering
through birdwind

 

Today for NaPoWriMo Day 14 we are dreaming–who better to consult than the Magnetic Oracle?