Saturday, 31 January 2015

The muse with golden hair



With a brush
you draw graffiti 
on my walls, bubbly & gay
sugar pink, yellow ochre, blue sky- 
i bloom -  spring ! 


~0~0~


Draw me gold
bronze, honey, amber
saffron, any shade but grey
I'll lave your feet with oil & kisses
sweet to drown-

~0~0~


Here's your ink
ribbed of river's gleam
but here's the catch - no nets, nor 
velvet chains to bind me as a bird -
(this lady gets up to go to work) 
& i'll stay -







(DING XIONGQUAN, 1929-2010)

A Kiss, A Kiss (Lady with Yellow Hair)



Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight Hosted by Claudia
& (late entry for) Expanded Cinquian hosted by Tony Maude ~ Five lines of 3,5,7,9 & 3 syllables

Thanks for the visit ~

33 comments:

  1. Such a treat, Grace, among the grayness of winter, delightful poems!

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  2. nice...i think i like the first bit best...
    there is a giving in letting them redecorate you..
    and i was thinking particularly on the inside....
    and what that does for us...helping us to bloom
    and find ourselves...

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  3. Art can express so much. Grafitti on walls can make a person smile, even if the walls are metaphorical. Have a good weekend, Grace.

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  4. you def. bring her alive - and there def. is that connection between a painter or a writer - any artist - and their creations

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  5. I like what you evoked being creating and being created, especially the way you use colors. Good that you were able to use the form eventually.

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  6. wonderful colors in this... so cool when a writer and artist connects

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  7. I can hear that longing for colour, freedom and spring... I love the contrast with the tongue-in-cheek line
    (this lady gets up to go to work)

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  8. I love the weaving of colors, the seasons, so many sensory delights. Send that muse my way, would you?

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  9. beautiful, Grace!

    i hope the new year is treating you well!

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  10. I hear you calling at dawn, from the far-flung Ontario horizon, "Winter, you do not please me! Be gone! I banish thee, excommunicate thee! I mask your chilled dun grayness with the brightest of colorful dabs from my mind's pallet." A lovely solution, G.

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  11. The way you use color is absolutely perfect as usual.. but I especially like that last stanza.. reminding me the love can never be tethered but has to rely on free will

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  12. These are all beautiful, but my favorite is the first one. I have to try this new form.

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  13. That last stanza is absolute perfection...lovely Grace :)

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  14. Yes, anything but grey... You made these words bloom beautifully!

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  15. It's a deal, a good bargain, a find!--the paint, the bloom, the colors and the promise with a perfect catch.

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  16. Such colorful imagery, each Cinquian like a fine painting. Beautiful!

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  17. Oh! The colours in this are astounding :)

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  18. Bloom for spring, that I'll take as the colors take hold.

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  19. enchanting poem...the color variation is amazing.

    very enjoyable read!

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  20. Wooo... This certainly woke me up on a cold January eve.... Good work Grace

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  21. Vibrant! I love the way you convey a sense of freedom.

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  22. An excellent imagery! What colors you have brought here with this poem with traces of subliminal emotions. Well done!

    ~Prajakta

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  23. Sparkly and delicate piece Grace - coincidentally only this week a little fragment fell out of me - which was around tying a thorn to a birds wing... Interesting... With Best Wishes Scott

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  24. I really enjoyed this poem Grace because you did such a marvelous job incorporating the colorful image attached to your poem with all the painting terminology. Not to mention the story behind this poem really draws out an idea about this painting.

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  25. Lovely Grace. Your beautiful words bring this painting to life.

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  26. Sweet, Grace..I like that you continued writing the Maudern cinquains..each with a turn or interesting twist that leaves one with a new thought.

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  27. The second draws one to the painting. Beautiful yellow hues! Wonderful write Grace!

    Hank

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  28. Colorful and inventive, wonderfully fresh. As I sit amidst the snowy dark I now long for spring.

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  29. glorious, Grace. hope you are having a good week ~

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