Play. With words. Images. From images. (and words). Juxtaposition. Borrowing. The sound of silence. The dancing of music and time. Nonsense. (and sensibility). Geometry. Story, myth, oracle, dream. Serendipity. What is the question? (no answers, please). Thank you.
Sometimes in winter–
summer might as well be spring–
autumn in New York.
dVerse wants to know the “why” of our poetic style. In a haibun.
Yes, the birdlings are back.
Do you hear the voices
of dragons? Do you dream fire
and water, treasure and storm?
Does your heart provide a mirror
to burn away the veil?
Again and again you seek the
fields of forgiveness, hand held
hostage by the lair of sleep.
The art is watercolor and ink on rice paper.
I am very proud of my friend melbachristieatpoemattic.wordpress.com; she recently published her first coloring book and it is beautiful. She is an educator and all the mandalas have literary quotes to go with them. Please check out her blog here on WordPress. It is wonderful to see an accomplishment like this!
on the other side of fear
the serpent waits
tongue of fire
a story of exile
caught in a painting of paradise
found or lost
always on the verge
knowledge plants seeds
the snake eats its tail
Can today assume tomorrow? Time travels without a map, like branches reaching toward the sun.
staring into light
eyes enter mind, as presence
Seeking the hour of forever, the question lingers: is it too late or too early?
with smoke and mirrors
the gaps confuse prediction–
nothing is revealed
This may or may not be a haibun, but it was composed for Colleen’s poetry challenge this week, once again incorporating prompt words from the Secret Keeper. I was also inspired by the wonderful tree and light artistry of Sue Vincent and Claudia McGill.