Sunday Scribblings offers 'Stranger' as the prompt word.
The prompt immediately brought to mind this poem, written a year or so ago and published in Right Hand Pointing early in 2008.
Stranger
hard yellow daylight
dropped in her window
harsh wind barked at the roof
tones of irritants rang bells
buzzed out their warning ~
each man she conjures
out of the morning glow
becomes a midnight stranger
Watercolor by Sue.
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Saturday, November 15, 2008
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wonderful poem sue.
It brought to mind how true that was when I was small. Innocent daytime shadows, at night..were frightening strangers.
Familiar in daylight, strange at night. 'Strangers' either visit, or make their exit under the cover of darkness.
Things change depending on whether light or dark - in terms of the physical and the psychological.
Very nicely done.
I love the contrast of day and night. Great piece!
I love the wind "bark"ing "at the roof"!
Great way of showing your meaning!
I didn't see it as danger or frightening, rather fantasy.
Evocative poem and a suitably jangly watercolor to accompany it!
bright images, great words. interesting that i saw it as menacing as well.
Oh this is good, the last three lines particularly dripping with juice. Each man she conjures…
And your watercolor is so pleasing to the eye.
loved the hue and the tone of the poem. it has some undertones / metaphors that is a social issue but i might be wrong.
loved everything about this one
It's been a while since I have scribbled.
When I looked over the link list I clicked on you first.
You're work is fierce - I know it would be a pleasure to know you.
Thanks for sharing
WOW - very beautiful.
The last three lines somehow ringed it all with a certain magic. Also the lovely watercolour.
The water color is impressive, the poem is the same. My favorite line..I can't decide. They are all fantastic.
Sue, your watercolor is gorgeous! I enjoyed your imagery in words too.
"harsh wind barked at the roof"
Cool!
I love the poem, and the painting brings it to another dimension. Well done.
Gorgeous complement of poem and picture -- I enjoyed this portrait of transformations.
Both your poem and watercolor are lovely. Congratulations!
The shapes and colors in the painting illustrate and echo the haunting images in the poem so well. Well done!
Aahh! Interesting view of the prompt! Has a bit of tragedy in it too ;)
oh didn't see that end coming, very well written Sue
Yeah, love this, and the watercolor, I must take another look at your art blog!
The strokes of paint in the water color and the metaphors in the poem complement each other. . .
Wonderful piece ,I loved the last three lines :)
nice images and sounds here
i especially liked the last three lines-very powerful ;)
What a wonderful poem Sue and beautiful artwork to accompany. There is much to ponder in these lines....
Hugs, G
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I like the way you did this it is very nicely done.
Light usually brings hope; here the "midnight stranger" matches every omen of "hard . . . harsh . . . warning." Beware! And yet the art still circles around the light. Well done. I keep reading and hoping.
"harsh wind barks out the truth"...
Ah so the light of morning shines brightly but may not seem to be as brilliant as it appears...but it also could be- that optimistic spirit.
Nicely done. I read all poetry aloud. Like the sound of the piece.
I love your choice of words in this one. It's very lively, especially when you used phrases like "hard yellow" or "barked".
Thanks for sharing, and thank you so much for visiting my poetry journal!
http://alotus-poetry.livejournal.com
Wonderful and I love the art that accompanies it! "harsh wind barked at the roof" amazing visual!
Hugs Giggles
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