My newest adventure is underway. It has lead me to take up residency in a new blog,
Like the Feathers of an Arrow (affectionately known as LFA).

...don't open...don't throw away... is not disappearing completely (not yet),
but postings here will be limited.

Friday, July 8, 2011

4 Flickering Time & Beneath the Wings

image by Bonnie
Flickering Time

he knelt over her,
his hand still braced beneath her head.
she smiled up into his wrinkly old eyes.
as the gentle notes of a violin floated in the air
she saw him transform.
the wrinkles vanished
the grey turned dark again
and his smile spoke of kisses yet to come

she escaped into his soulful eyes
time sweeping away the pain
coursing through her well worn limbs
there she saw herself
in the light of his love
young and vibrant
beautiful and sensual
shy and intense

his loving whispers mingled
with the sound of the strings
a song of promise seeped into her
as her eyes closed
flashes of memories
flickered like an old film
of a day long ago when promises
bound their hands together
melding their hearts into one

she listened as time sang their tale
and clung to the feel of his hand
brushing her cheek lovingly
as their first kiss
into their last

cropped just her hat...
Can you see the man kneeling?
it's strange the 'artspiration' strikes. upon viewing the images presented by Brian Miller at One Stop Poetry's Friday Poetically, i saw something that didn't seem so out of place (not when you consider the image), but it wasn't there. i'm not sure how i had missed the face of the beautiful young woman wearing the hat just left of center, but i did. all i saw was her hat...but it wasn't a hat. it was a man kneeling bent over something. when i finally saw the woman i was taken by surprise. it was already bad enough that i couldn't figure out if the woman i see on the far right with her head turn off to the side gazing at the clock is real or a figment of my imagination.

Can you see the woman?
if you think i'm're probably right.  this wasn't the only image presented where i saw something that wasn't there.  and this time i know for certain i was seeing things.  i found the original (unmodified) image and it held nothing of what my eyes tricked me into seeing.

image by Bonnie
Beneath the Wings

can you see the child
hiding beneath the wings
of the angel
caught in an embrace
with the woman
melting into death's sweet kiss?
who is the this child
hiding beneath the wings
of an angel?
is she the essence of the woman
escaping once again into the world
or an innocent soul along for the ride?

i'm not sure what the deal is with the "death's sweet kiss."  especially when the previous writing involved a last kiss.  as for what exactly the oddity above is...i cannot say.  my intent was not to write a poem (i use that term lightly for what is scrawled above)...just to inquire if you see the child that is not really there.  (click on the image and zoom in...see if you can see the child hidden beneath the is an illusion created by the processing done to the original photo...if you can't see i mentioned today i seem to be seeing things...)


  1. smiles. you gave me chuckles with your explanations...but i followed you...and you did well with the verse...i do suggest you go find you some kisses since they invaded both and things should clear up...smiles.

  2. the first photo is so interesting to me. I think it is amazing what you saw! What you wrote is my fav take on the photo. Their first kiss became their last - gave me chills of bitter-sweetness. Sooooo good, rmp.

  3. I enjoyed your meanderings into the pictures...isn't that what good art should do? Your words blended with them brilliantly...fabulous!

  4. I was captivated by the information after the poems as much as the poems themselves. The first image had a texture added to it after I created the composite. Textures add all kinds of unexpected 'entities'. (I am forever pointing out images of faces and forms to my husband in tiles, sidewalks, clouds, etc. etc. which he cannot see. Perhaps they appear just to certain eyes, at certain times.

    A delight to read!