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.

Monday, March 25, 2013

4 Last Call: Tumor Vision

Tumor Vision

Busy casino carpets should be just that,
an array of visual designs intended to stir
the bustling atmosphere  NOT
a twisted version of Munch's "The Scream"
head burning in hellish flames.

I so long for the artist's hand
to sketch out what only my eyes seem to see.

Dark volcanic clouds should be just that,
billowing plums of smoke and ash
casting an ominous fear  NOT
a demon awakening from a long slumber
intent on destruction and death.

I so long for the artist's hand
to outline what only my eyes seem to see.

Bird poop on a car window should be just that,
a disgusting nuisance foretelling good luck
that should be wiped away  NOT
a mustached man wearing a bearskin hat
standing guard at the window.

I so long for the artist's hand;
I itch to unearth these visions  unseen,
to breathe life into them with a skillful hand,
in turn distilling the crazy notion
that (a)
I'm crazy and (b)
there's a tumor
pressing on my brain.

Oh, how I long for the artist's hand.

Is it just me....  Or can you see what I see?

For some reason most people I've asked see an owl.
(image by rmp, that's me)

photo taken by Martin Rietze

Mustached Man in Bearskin Hat
(image by rmp, that's me)

An Aside:  Photo #2 also inspired a poem called, Volcanic Eruptions (which can be found on my new blog). The post also includes a version of the image where I attempt to point out the demon in all of his glory.

I'm ahead of schedule this week, but...this is my offerings for this week's dVerse Poets Pub OpenLinkNight. If you get a chance, check out all of the talented poets who have stepped up into the spotlight.


  1. haha...i see the man....and the first looks like a skull to me...first, i hope it is not a tumor...i think you just got poet eyes...sorry but there is no cure...ha...smiles...and i long for people to see what i see as well..smiles.

  2. This was fun to listen to and then look at your Rohrshachs. I certainly hope that was an expression and not an actual diagnosis. Thank you for reading your poems aloud, they come alive in your voice. Thanks Mosk

  3. I saw an owl at first too, guess I don't see what you see haha

  4. profile of skeleton screaming, I did see a demon in the volcano... and I see Sonny (of Sonny and Cher) wearing a strange hat with a face on it....

    Love Brian's comment " you just got poet eyes"... ha ha