

There are many beautiful responses on her web-site! This is mine:
It is late, and my mind is as thick as a foggy morning in Seattle but this photograph intrigues me: the water drops shimmering like jewels, strung together on threads of glitter.
Settled deep within my belly a phantom note begins to stir, pushing gently, at first. Then like a melody known by heart, Its beauty rises through me-
Imagine: a red balloon expanding wide, then even wider, until: POP! [exhale…] It splatters wide, then open-
So glittering vocal and terrifically alive: it expands into and then empties me out.
It is late, and my mind is as thick as a foggy morning in Seattle but this photograph intrigues me: the water drops shimmering like jewels, strung together on threads of glitter.
Settled deep within my belly a phantom note begins to stir, pushing gently, at first. Then like a melody known by heart, Its beauty rises through me-
Imagine: a red balloon expanding wide, then even wider, until: POP! [exhale…] It splatters wide, then open-
So glittering vocal and terrifically alive: it expands into and then empties me out.
2 comments:
beautiful reflection, such evocative and powerful images! Thanks so much for your offering.
Do you know how much I love poetry? A lot. And this one inspires.
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