I did say "haphazardly" participating in the April PAD Challenge. This is why day one is being posted after day two. Day 1 prompt of "write an optimistic poem"
Do they rise skyward
like butterflies
awaiting a new tongue
to flutter on?
Do the words shake from covers
and fall —
raindrops
one by one
to drench the mind
in fantasy
or memory?
Do the letters bleed
into Rorschach’s blots
to be more
than the eye imagines?
Words can be —
the twist of the key
that unlocks
the mysteries.
Playing with the dVerse Poets tonight. Mary has done a fantastic job tending the Poetics bar — featuring the sketches of dVerse’s own Claudia Schoenfeld. With the artist’s permission, we celebrate the art of water colors and poetry melding together.
This poem can now be found in The Unique & Sundry, which happens to be available on Amazon.
Great fantasy metaphors here. Nicely done with the watercolor.
Thank I am glad you like it was so much fun to play with Claudia’s watercolors wasn’t it?!
A lovely inspiration from a lovely source, beautifully expressed.
Ah, thank you Rosemary. 😉
words are mysterious but always ready to unlock if we persevere…lovely lines…
I am so glad you like the poem. You are right we must persevere to unlock the mysteries. Cheers!
Where do words go? A good questions I like the idea of them rising to the sky fluttering like butterflies until they touch another
who is waiting.
Thank you! It is like that sometimes right? Cheers!
love it..
I am so glad you like it. <3
I ask myself the same questions….especially as the words drift in and out without warning. Lovely poem.
Thank you Ayala. Sometimes I do think words hang in air waiting for us to walk through them. Cheers!
There are such words that are butterflies.. Glad you never included those that are falling like boulders.
There are words that fall the boulders trying to crush you are so right. Thanks for reading Bjorn!
oh they have the power to unlock mysteries indeed…. words are so powerful to make us see things in a different way.. and they do have wings – i swear – smiles
So true Claudia! Thank you so much for allowing us to use your art for our own poetic musings. Cheers!
words can def open doors…i like your ponderings on what their life is once we release them…and alluding to them as raindrops or riding rain back down is pretty cool d
Thanks Brian! I do sometimes that words are like raindrop just waiting for us to absorb them. Cheers!
Will we ever totally understand the secret lives of words? I liked that you asked questions and left us to provide our own answers.
Thank you Gabriella! I agree the secret live of words can not be defined my only one mind. Cheers!
I love your gentle musings on the Secret Life of Books. Those words only have lives if we turn those pages…and I think they live on well after we’ve read the last line…somewhere.
I so agree Gayle that words only have lives if we turn the pages and that they live beyond the life of their authors. I think that is why so many of us write, a sort of eternal life we give ourselves. Cheers!
This is just perfect – light like the words that waft through our lives
Thank you for stopping by and giving my poem a read. I agree light and words do waft through our lives, isn’t it grand!?
So true…where do words go? I have wondered this sometime as well and often picture them being carried by the breeze. I do like the idea that words unlock mysteries.
Thanks you for tending the bar Mary. Great idea to highlight Claudia’s inspirational water colors.
I am glad you like the poem. I do thing some times that words just hang in the air waiting for another mind to walk by and observe them. Smiles.
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Great fantasy metaphors here. Nicely done with the watercolor.
Thank I am glad you like it was so much fun to play with Claudia’s watercolors wasn’t it?!
A lovely inspiration from a lovely source, beautifully expressed.
Ah, thank you Rosemary. 😉
words are mysterious but always ready to unlock if we persevere…lovely lines…
I am so glad you like the poem. You are right we must persevere to unlock the mysteries. Cheers!
Where do words go? A good questions I like the idea of them rising to the sky fluttering like butterflies until they touch another
who is waiting.
Thank you! It is like that sometimes right? Cheers!
love it..
I am so glad you like it. <3
I ask myself the same questions….especially as the words drift in and out without warning. Lovely poem.
Thank you Ayala. Sometimes I do think words hang in air waiting for us to walk through them. Cheers!
There are such words that are butterflies.. Glad you never included those that are falling like boulders.
There are words that fall the boulders trying to crush you are so right. Thanks for reading Bjorn!
oh they have the power to unlock mysteries indeed…. words are so powerful to make us see things in a different way.. and they do have wings – i swear – smiles
So true Claudia! Thank you so much for allowing us to use your art for our own poetic musings. Cheers!
words can def open doors…i like your ponderings on what their life is once we release them…and alluding to them as raindrops or riding rain back down is pretty cool d
Thanks Brian! I do sometimes that words are like raindrop just waiting for us to absorb them. Cheers!
Will we ever totally understand the secret lives of words? I liked that you asked questions and left us to provide our own answers.
Thank you Gabriella! I agree the secret live of words can not be defined my only one mind. Cheers!
I love your gentle musings on the Secret Life of Books. Those words only have lives if we turn those pages…and I think they live on well after we’ve read the last line…somewhere.
I so agree Gayle that words only have lives if we turn the pages and that they live beyond the life of their authors. I think that is why so many of us write, a sort of eternal life we give ourselves. Cheers!
This is just perfect – light like the words that waft through our lives
Thank you for stopping by and giving my poem a read. I agree light and words do waft through our lives, isn’t it grand!?
So true…where do words go? I have wondered this sometime as well and often picture them being carried by the breeze. I do like the idea that words unlock mysteries.
Thanks you for tending the bar Mary. Great idea to highlight Claudia’s inspirational water colors.
I am glad you like the poem. I do thing some times that words just hang in the air waiting for another mind to walk by and observe them. Smiles.