Tag Archives: Written from Art

When Everything Stopped

Written for:  https://helenevaillant.com The end had gone on so long. Everything stopped exactly when the clock bonged twelve times, midnight on Sunday. Construction halted, buildings halfway up abruptly ceased. Most faulted the government. Jacob wandered here and there. Food was … Continue reading

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Free-Form Dancing

Written for:  Sunday Muse #45 I free-form dance to music in my head. My people are dying off. Crowned in feathers, wrapped in grasses, I laugh for the lives we have lived, hoping there is a place for me in … Continue reading

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Miracle In Sand

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – Art FLASH/55  (posted by Kerry) “For this weekend’s art collaboration, I am introducing Tomasz Zaczeniuk surreal artist and photographer from Poland. Tomasz has kindly given permission for us to use his amazing … Continue reading

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Woman In Vines

Written for:  The Sunday Muse #44 Skin of milk contrasts starkly with vermillion in dress and cuffs. Red-leafed vines float about her as if  she is enwrapped in a valentine. Body still, except for one pale arm raised, fingers cupped … Continue reading

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Not Stronger in Number

Written for:  The Sunday Muse #41 I do not come in a pair. Put me in a bottle, no cork. I will vine out in branches, silhouette your wall. Those pears placed at my base, although two, are not able … Continue reading

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Paper Cranes

Written for:  The Sunday Muse #40 She, a girl sensitive to all creatures fills cage with paper cranes. In the forest, she releases them; they fly free. Although but a gesture, she hears bluebirds, finches, and red robins sing.  

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Chilled Notes

Written for:  The Sunday Muse #38 I send chilled notes to you, so far away on another galaxy. My hair is graying. Cold never changes. Come home to me, and bring back the warmth. http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/

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Metamorphosis

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads- Art/FLASH 55!  (posted by Kerry) “This weekend, I am introducing Luke Eidenschink, self-taught, left-handed Artist/Illustrator working in ink, from Arizona, USA. Luke has kindly given permission for us to use his amazing piece, … Continue reading

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What The Fox Knows

Written for:  The Sunday Muse #37 She is certain of her role as protector of  the animal kingdom. Tough lady in red, fearless, through peerless jade eyes. My eyes of amber pierce fierce darkness, and chilling howls of the unknown. … Continue reading

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Guiding Lights

Written for:  The Sunday Muse #36 Holiday lights toss colors streaking snow in magic. Barely sufficient to illumine my compass, and show me where I am going, or where I have been. http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/

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