Tag Archives: Written from Art

Two Sides of a Fox

Posted on January 13, 2020 by

Written for:  Sunday Muse #90 Blue-eyed side holds my deepest thoughts and musings. I am wary. Who are you? What do you want with me? Brown-eyed side is trust I find in you. I will protect you if you protect … Continue reading →

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Carry Me Away

Posted on January 5, 2020 by

Written for:  Sunday Muse #89 This earth holds nothing for me. If each of you take one limb, your beating- retreating wings can carry me to your home in the sky, and I could be weightless leaving no prints. http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/

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Stuck In Time

Posted on December 29, 2019 by

Written for:  Sunday Muse #88 Five minutes until the new year when my face and my fate will be revealed–good or ill if I remove mask. http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/

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White on White

Posted on December 22, 2019 by

Written for:  Sunday Muse #87 White on white-horse in a snowstorm-guides the way home for the perched lost bird. http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/   ss

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Dilemma

Posted on December 16, 2019 by

Written for:  Sunday Muse #86 If only I could have both a taste of monastic life, and spate of sin. http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/

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Kitchen Calamity

Posted on December 1, 2019 by

Written for:  Sunday Muse #84 When was this kitchen used last? The sight of it has me aghast. Look at the orange slime; what’s the cause? It’s either rust or pasta sauce. I can’t see the windows, only holes in … Continue reading →

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Chipping Away

Posted on November 26, 2019 by

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – (posted by Susie) Create a new poem inspired by Karina’s vibrant, beautiful art piece, “Bits of Inspiration”~My Story Books become her. One flutters from her hand holding a rose, one wraps ’round … Continue reading →

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Eyeland

Posted on November 24, 2019 by

Written for:  Sunday Muse #83 From Eyeland I see fir trees spread far apart. An uncertain woman stands on a bridge. Seems stuck. Muck below the bridge had churned- turned to a river of tears, my own. http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/

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Walked On Down The Hall

Posted on November 24, 2019 by

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 – For Your Consideration:  “In For The Long Hall(way)” You are presented with a long hallway. At the end of it is a door. There is something behind that door that you anticipate. Or that you … Continue reading →

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New Forest Sounds

Posted on November 10, 2019 by

Written for:  Sunday Muse #81 Oh no, they cut our tree down. It is a shame guys, I know.  Poor guy was failing. Now there are sounds of lovely music playing.  Do you suppose he left us a gift? http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/ … Continue reading →

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