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| Rain Dance by Tera Zajack |
toward polaroid doorways
the gasping mouths
of windows
washboard walls
and yes
the rain
it's
leaning
I don't need stairs
I take the slow
slope
over cobbles that are really
stepping stones gathering to roost
I am inside the instrument
walking into sound
that mouthpiece arch
the closed
lips of memory
Offered as part of a poetics prompt challenge over at Dverse Poets inspired by the art of Tera Zajack with thanks to Brian Miller
13 comments:
..I am inside the instrument
walking into sound..you capture the smoothness of the pic so well here... love the mouthpiece part.had to think of my sax mouthpiece of course..smiles
great poem cat
gorgeous piece...you took a silent pic and gave it voice...walking into sound...like that...and i like the sounds of rain and a storm...wicked flow as well...very cool!
love this,
amazing imagery.
I like the grasping mouths and lips of memory ~
Very nice ~
Thought the finish absolute perfection! Unique and inspiring take on a fantastic piece of art. The combination of both is brilliant! Way to play the prompt!
"over cobbles that are really
stepping stones gathering to roost"
Nice!
Wow, I love this:
"I am inside the instrument
walking into sound"
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wonderful =)
The washboard walls and the cobbles that are really stepping stones - these did it for me.
Some lovely use of words
i like the point of view of the person explaining why she is doing this
A cool and lovely write !
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