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Saturday, November 24, 2007

Shadows


a film of cloud
blows into the night
co-opts the now
from shadows of dark

crawls through crumble
dragging devil sticks
reheats her years on
the salver of remorse





Sunday Scribblings Prompt ~ Misspent Youth

20 comments:

Jo said...

Very spooky visual. Eery words. but so well done.

Crafty Green Poet said...

very hhaunting, atmospheric

Just Jen said...

I love the spookiness of it. I love the line, reheats her years on the salver of remorse. I can relate to that.

Anonymous said...

Another side of you

Nasra

Robin said...

a film of cloud
blows into the night

This just seems to meld seamlessly with the art.

Really well done.

Devil Mood said...

ooh misspent youth coming back to haunt us ... well done ;)

Ackworth Born said...

marvellous
love the graphic
love the poem
together even more

Lucy said...

hope it's only a tiny dish of remorse. :)

paisley said...

quite different for you ,, dark and deep... i loved it .. had to look up salver.. but i got it now.... very nice write.....

Liza's Eyeview said...

the poem and illustration together - it's marvelous.

Steve said...

beautiful!

Madeleine said...

Very evocative and haunting.
Mad Kane

rachelle said...

intriguing.
loved it.

Patois said...

Magnificent. The words and image are divine, as always. This one sticks to me, not just with me.

Lea said...

I loved it and the painting...

tickledpink.nicole said...

Wow - breathtaking poem and image.

Secret Agent Mama said...

Totally brilliant!

Jane Poe (aka Deborah) said...

A tight visual poem - wonderful! Peace, JP/deb

Jennifer Hicks said...

very rich and evocative...

The Alchemist said...

Reheats her years on the salver of remorse. I love that image as well as co-opts the now from shadows of dark.
Excellent work! The best post this week.