Child of the Universe

The NaPoWriMo prompt today was looking for surrealistic imagery in a poem.  I’m not sure this exactly fits, since it’s mostly image, but the collage box Oracle tends to brevity in its words.

She
started a ritual–
the answer
on fire,
the seeds realized
as dark matter

I also have a poem, “Numerology”, which is somewhat surrealistic, posted this month at Visual Verse.  You can read it here.

This collage was inspired by Paul Klee’s angel series.

 

Ishtar

What is revealed
between
the mysterious symbols
of naked dreams?

Edges
walking on air

Small wonders
formed
of transparent
whispers

The perfect vanishing point

NaPoWriMo wants a narrative today.  This is about as close as I can get (which is pretty far away).  Words courtesy of the collage box Oracle.

Ishtar is one of those love/war/fertility/justice goddesses…an expression of duality and conflicting desires.  But she is definitely about women’s empowerment.

And she managed to visit the Underworld and get back to the upper world again–with a little help and by sacrificing her husband (in some versions of the story justified, in some not so much)–so is also a goddess of the between, the transitional.

And of course she also has associations with the moon and the stars and creatures with wings.

 

harbinger

the blue of
darkness is
a blank canvas

from translucent music
comes
the shadow
of hope

moonbird rising
toward
the center of deep
light

It took me a long time to see the hat in Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above–to my eyes the form on the sign was a magical creature, perched on the threshold.  So I just went with it.

The collage box Oracle knows what the world needs now…

Removing the Obstacles

Inspired by Claudia McGill’s post about revisiting her snippets, I visited the Collage Box Oracle for this response to the Myths of the Mirror February prompt, below.

As with the Magnetic Poetry Oracle, you can have your own ideas, but in the end you need to follow where the word box leads.

Close your eyes and count–
a circumnavigation
out the window and

between the lines to beyond…
dream what’s inside…come to life

 

Koan Collage: It Makes Me Wonder

Question the dragon
swimming in air waves.  Enter
sky light from inside
out.  No two travelers meet
with similar seas.

I consulted the Collage Box Oracle this week for Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above.

Clouds are always a rich source of imagery.

The dragon jumped out at me right away.

And the Stairway to Heaven, too.  It makes me wonder, for sure.

 

Koan Collage: Free Your Mind

Empty out
all those illusions
and just be
the deep blue
sea, the force of green earth, the
nothing, listening.

This collage koan was inspired by the dVerse prompt to respond to the wonderful art of Catrin Welz-Stein, above.  I did my collage and poem before I looked on her website for the title of the art:  “Free Your Mind”.  Perfect.

I did this in two parts.  First, the background, above (without words).

Then the top piece.  I put them together and added the words.

Visit the website of this amazing artist:   Catrin Welz-Stein, featured at https://www.redbubble.com/de/people/catrinarno?ref=account-nav-dropdown&asc=

What a wonderful prompt!  Thanks Lillian and Catrin!

Postcard Fiction in hellscape

I have two pieces in Issue 1 of hellscape, a journal exploring “the true terror of human existence.”  Thanks to co-editors Rhodes Thompson and Shaun Holloway for featuring both “Nothing Happens” and “Recurrent Dream”.

You can see them here.

Repent

Desire is hidden
up our sleeves, playing us with
serendipity

Joker’s wild with make-believe
(better hide those foolish hearts)

I’ve bent everything here–prompts, forms, words, cards.

The prompt words are from Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday, but liberties have been taken with the tanka.  Also inspired by–although not really following–the dVerse pentimento prompt (well, pentimento does mean “to repent” in Italian), and a poem I wrote awhile ago based on Laura Nyro’s “Flim Flam Man”.

I do love that Joker/Fool card too.

The Subject is Muses

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.

Birds.

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.

 

Draw a Bird Day: An Odd Species

I found this junk mail art bird when I was looking for something else…I’m not sure if “understated” is the species name or just a passing commentary.  At any rate, I felt it deserved a limerick.

Striped feathers of patterned delight–
this fowl presents quite a sight.
Festooned with mixed colors,
it hoots and it hollers
from morning to noon and then night.

Jill, this one’s for you!