Poefusion Friday 5 offers string, vinegar, dilated, mural and kempt for the writer's muse. Others' responses can be found at the site.
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on this Van Gogh night
a dilated moon on a string
lines a transient mural
across the bruise-purple sky
a gold shade of vinegar
in a shallow black bowl
lures diminutive flies
from the dark to their
death in a freeform design
poorly kempt firs pierce
cracks in the somber light
drop similar dark shapes
before the rising sun's glaze
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11 comments:
very nicely crafted... the first stanza is so visual....
I agree with paisley. That first stanza is very evocative.
Gorgeous imagery, lovely sound. That Van Gogh night, dilated moon, the bowl, firs, rising sun, stand out so clearly. Wonderful poem!
Love the first part - so dreamy
What an incredible mind you have. This paints a very surreal picture in my mind. I especially like the second stanza. Thanks for sharing. Have a nice weekend.
You never fail to create a masterpiece.
I agree; how materfully you put seemingly very different words into a song for my ears...like the fractal too!
where were you when i needed you?
very nicely done, beautiful imagery.
I love the image you give us to enjoy as a stary night. Good write!
it is with an awe inspiring pen you write with...
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