Love – becoming

in blues hue(s of )man be(y)ing
yang doesn’t want to see how beautiful i am

but as each mirror walks by, how long can i deny
stop putting shoes on my shoes, i am increasing, becoming. learning, growing, deep in my body, something is rumbling

 

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Day 14: Love!

Also shared on d’verse Meeting the Bar – Brevity though it could be shorter

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Connection – some things do remain

revitalizing,
successful

Thanksgiving serves traditional sauce,
Guarantees reinvented.

some things do remain sacred
living and working has proven to be such a huge gift
understand that this is where i belong

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Day 13: Connection Blackout poetry

connection - some things do remain

Word up

Looking for the perfect word
Dredging dictionaries
Sounding vowels, vows, ells lengths
Reaching out wound around ow, wounds.

The word is surely not heard here

Sinking, drowning, going down, deep
Black water pond in the heart of
The forest of no return, the center
Beyond the tomb, before the womb
Through zits and boobs and skinny, weak,
Ungainly limbs, sobbing, lack
Dark, still, pitch, black.

The word is not in another mans ear

Further back.  Before the boat
Before the towering, before the fig leaf
Before the souring.  Before the garden,
Before the flowering.  Deeper still than space.
Behind the meat, behind the mote
Behind the molecule, behind the atom

The word cannot be held too dear

Around the wind the larynx grips
Sings only with resistance
The longing lamentation of the reed pipe flute
Cough and sputter, held and let loose

The word cannot be sung too clear

The perfect tone,
to sing me home
Bring me down
into the drone
I’d surely feel it
in my bone

The word, now, is surely near

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http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2018/02/poets-united-midweek-motif-word.html

~Dreamtime~

 

like a memory of last nights dream
or that spot in between waking and dream

on a skiff, on a whiff of a pachyderms exhaust
black cat conjures bright star dreams

silent-night-catrin-welz-stein-pachyderm

children playing house, stolen china in the grass
called to dinner, cut quick betwixt fantasy and dream

fairies find teacups full of childrens imagination
delighted, drink and fall to swoon, dreaming

catrin-welz-stein-teacup

with bird in hand i forget the (rose)bush around my head
Real, now, are the walls i invented in my dreams

outside those walls the wilds grow lush, the garden spare and drying
can we know what is in the garden’s dream?

catrin-welz-stein-tuttart-castlehat

the castle makes a fine nest for peacock princess
the moon scythes over that dream

towered mind catches colors, labels them butterflies
at night the rare Blue Morpho fills lepidopterist dreams

Catrin Welz-Stein Tutt'Art@
Catrin Welz-Stein Tutt’Art@

You’re holding the key so close to your heart, Eric
Use it and set free those dreams

 

 

Images by artist Catrin Welz-Stein

4 poems

The prompt today at the D’Verse Poetry Pub is to write a poem based on one of four artworks by artist Catrin Welz-SteinI had not heard of her before, but the images are fantastic.   Surrealisim too often seems to be weird for weirdness sake, but these seem to have a deeper meaning, an insight into the wordless truth that all artist in some way try to represent.  Equally compelling is the range of interpretation that different poets bring to these images.  Below each picture is my four-line poem, and beneath that are links to other poets who have written off that image.  I hope you enjoy.

 

1.  catrin-welz-stein-tuttart-castlehat

I’ll keep my dreams
Of castles and walled gardens
A fine nest for princess me
The finch thinks it’s cheap

Other Poets interpret this image:

Lillian lillian the home poet
Vivian Zems Smell the Coffee
Frank Hubeny frank hubeny
Jane Dougherty janedougherty
Carol Forrester carol j forrester
Linda Luna Dark Side of the Luna
De Jackson Whimsy gizmo
Margaret Bednar margaret bednar
Truedessa true wanderings
Sascha Darlington sascha darlington
Rosemawrites areadingwritr
Sarah Connor fmmewritespoems
Susie Clevenger confessionsofalaundrygoddess

 

2.

silent-night-catrin-welz-stein-pachyderm

On a skiff
Black cat dreaming stars
On a whiff
Of Pachyderm exhaust

Other Poets Interpret this Image:

Annell somethingsithinkabout
Misky foundlines.wordpress.com
Candy rhymeswithbug
Lillian lillianthehomepoet
Sarah McNulty purplepeninportland
Lynn madhatterpoetry

3. catrin-welz-stein-teacup

children playing house
Called quick for dinner
Left a feast for the Fay
Who got deep in their cups

Other Poets Interpret this Image:

Kim M Russell writinginnorthnorfolk
Dwight Roth rothpoetry
Frank Tassone frankjtassone
Mary mehflowers
Walter Marks waltermarks
Lady Lee Manila ladyleemanilablog

4. Catrin Welz-Stein Tutt'Art@

The key to unlock the towered mind
Held close to the heart you’ll find
Let in the butterflies
Start to grow wise

Other Poets Interpret this Image:

Bjorn Rudberg brudberg
Glenn Buttkus bibliosity
Revived Writer revivedwriter
Walter Marks waltermarks

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Images by artist Catrin Welz-Stein

DVerse prompt
* a keep is a type of castle
* in ones cups was an expression meaning drunk.