.
“picture her” he says,
“like someone, moving– “
“flying in an airplane, maybe?
second to last row?”
“nope,
put her in a submarine,
fish, bulGy eyed
staring through thick bullholes,
(see her?)”
round– a–round–ARound
the water’s black down here (not exactly peace
ful// yet–)
electric,
can’t make out the source (a giant generator?)
ions swinging in the waves,
like everything we feel but can’t explain,
tidal vortexes– puSHing//PuLling
all seems loaded with ’em
“what do you mean?” i ask
(never get an answer)
lost in thought, she hums
self-invented melodies
hardly recognizable (if i rREthink it now) &yet familiar
“where’s she going?”
we don’t know but
in the move she spells
titanic waterponds with half-closed eyes,
(careful to not get her clothes wet)
letter after letter, backward//sideWords//
(three-dimensional in fact)
with extra oxygen
not that she had to waste it, but–
a sea of bubbles in her hair//
“she’s always in a mess–”
mr. octopus de-tangles his long legs (nerve wreckingly slow)
ms. carp puts on new lipstick (rippled
with the water’s moving surface),
&i’ve come to rest// kindOf
wondering
if we ever make it dry
through all the words,
—————————unspelled yet
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it is international peace day and mary has us write peace poetry at dVerse today… world peace, personal peace…whatever…wide open field.. give it a try and join us when she opens the doors at 3pm EST
Hey, LOVE the picture! And the tree-people, Claudia–and the COLORS…
And Mr Octopus untangling legs…
Mrs carp doing her lipstick routine–hope she’s not driving.
Moving
Spelling
Guess it’s too late–midnight–for me to figure out.
But I LIKE IT ANYWAYS, my Friend!
The poem is as colorful as your drawing…brought a smile.
Lovely art … and the colours ! Peace 🙂
I love the painting. The story just rests in my mind. Not in a peaceful way, but more in a playful way. Love the octopus and the fish with lipstick. The idea of words uspelled – well, only you’d come up with such a concept. Have a good weeken Claudia.
I smiled when I saw your artwork. Just love the house. Great imagery, particularly the fish with rippled lipstick.
I would like to read in a tree like that once more. Love your picture! I don’t think a submarine in the dark very peaceful, but the playfulness of the entire scenario is. Remember days when we played fully–without our minds busy calculating safety and to-do lists and being vigilant? Bubbly hair and messes, not just skimming the thin surface of words.
no we don’t we always get wet…def like the playfulness through all this but it has a point as well…i like the reinventing the forgotten melodies…to me that is in many ways a return to peace….
hiya. smiles.
Great pic–it feels like the peace down deep, below the lily pond – but even there there are tangles! Thanks, Claudia. k.
Oh what marvelous fun, Claudia!! I smiled all through the reading of your poem, and admire your artwork greatly. Lovely. I am such a fan.
Happy International Day of Peace to you. Truly there seems no better way to foster peace than to meet with a community of poets worldwide and demonstrate how we all can get along…i
As for your poem, I wonder how peaceful it is in the blackness of the depths. Perhaps it IS peaceful, though one wonders how one could see or experience the peace in a dark. But it is probably true that Mr. Octopus and Mr. Carp learn to get along, and perhaps humans could learn the possibilities of co-existence.
Chuckles! Playfully and peacefully done, Claudia! A fun thing poetry and a beauty of a painting! Great!
Hank
The cat doesn’t want to get wet, he’ll hide away and look at your great art display. But Santa may have trouble with that chimney lol
This made me happy to read.. and happiness foster peace …or? This is the beginning of the poet’s peace movement… I love the titanic waterponds… we need those eyes . Happy peace day.
Delightful drawing Claudia ~ I like the energy (tidal vortexes– puSHing//PuLling) ~
I doubt its peaceful down there too ~ But we all try do we, smiles ~
Playful as always, Claudia. Maybe if we learned to play better together, we’d be making a real step towards peace.
“Playful” is a good word. Also, I absolutely love the collage!
This is just wonderful, Claudia!
I love the peaceful feeling of floating or swimming underwater…great metaphors for the theme today. And the collage is so good…the colors vibrate, and I’d love to repose on one of those leaves myself.
How wonderful, dear lady, that you stifled some of the anger many of us feel on this day, and led us on a marvelous journey back to childhood, through your art & artful look at peace through play, peace disguised as fantasy, a whimsical hug, a warm washing of our angst, of our rancor, sarcasm, & dystopian witnessing. Thanks.
I guess the imagination spew the drawing! Its a clear picture and expression… *smiles
Fabulous post, Claudia – love the painting……..love the poem….what’s not to love? This was a feast, in here, today!
What fun… I liked your art. It is very colorful, just like your words. It was a splendid read indeed.
Well woven Claudia – lively writing, with a great finish – loved:
wondering
‘if we ever make it dry
through all the words,
—————————unspelled yet’
Good stuff! With Best Wishes Scott http://www.scotthastie.com
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I like the presentation; color, word accents, visual depth. Have missed it.
Letting go of fear can be very peaceful, taking in your surroundings & waiting to be released. I don’t know, drowning is one of my worse fears! Love the imagery in this poem for sure! 🙂
Reminded me of Mr Coelacanth…
A colorful painting to illustrate a colorful poem. By sharing our words we certainly contribute to bringing about peace in our own way.
The “words unspelled yet.” Those are the words of peace. Lovely, jingly.
Great message and allireration
The picture complements the poem so much, especially this stanza:
““she’s always in a mess–”
mr. octopus de-tangles his long legs (nerve wreckingly slow)
ms. carp puts on new lipstick (rippled
with the water’s moving surface),
&i’ve come to rest// kindOf”
For some reason I would like to imagine that this is what’s going on in the house right now. 🙂
Greetings from London.
I like to think of the happy house not the rest too!
i love your surrealism and stream of consciousness
Love,love this art/picture/colors/words world of yours, Claudia! Glad you happy with it! 🙂
Feels as though the “underworld” of the sea is the last frontier for battle, and if that happens, we are all of us sunk, literally and figuratively. Claudia, this is BRILL. Thanks so much for hanging in with me recently during my depression, hon. Peace, Amy
I absolutely love your painting and and your poem. Magical. Bookmarked…
Not that it matters but….you are a gifted artist and writer and I feel lucky to be reading and viewing it here. Nice