i stood, garbed red
radiant long gown
bellowing the wind
holding rose bouquet
soft, smooth, delicate in
my calloused hands
gust of cool wind
ticking clock, steps
uncertainty in belly,
i threw rose petals,
watching as they floated
aimlessly on dusty ground
i strained to catch
each pulsing beat
Author's Note: Posted for D'Verse Poets Pub - Meeting the Bar
Meeting the Bar: Critique and Craft – hosted by Emmett Wheatfall - prompt is about writing poetry.Poets United: Thursday Think Tank : Prompt is Red. For me, color means excitement and anticipation.
Flash Fiction Friday -Tell a Story in 55 words - for G-Man.
Picture credit: http://real-nice.tumblr.com/post/10780634411
FYI - This would also work for today's Poets United Thursday Think Tank Prompt: REDReplyDelete
Hi Heaven! This is a warm tribute to red. I feel like I want to go and get myself a dress :)ReplyDelete
So does that mean you get excited and go through STOP signs too?..hahaha great piece.ReplyDelete
First, I just have to say that you always have amazing pictures on your site, but even without the picture today, you painted a vivid one with your words. This has such a rich and lovely feel to it :)ReplyDelete
I agree with Lori 100 percent!ReplyDelete
Thanks for your lovely comments.ReplyDelete
But this is way I write my posts.. listening to my muse every day ~
Beautiful! And, among other things, a lovely evocation of seeking inspiration.ReplyDelete
Quite the lady in red. Red and roses represent long lists of symbols. Trust, bravery, blood, country, love, passion, etc. I think many apply to the drive to write. Well done. G.ReplyDelete
Love love love this write with the art! Thank you for sharing...ReplyDelete
smiles. lovely...throwing rose petals and trying to catch each pulsing beat...yeah thats poetry...smiles.ReplyDelete
Beautiful piece, Heaven!ReplyDelete
Love the bellowing wind and roses in calloused hands. Your contrasts are strong. This was a pleasure to read.ReplyDelete
brian says it best for me.ReplyDelete
Visual, soft flowing write Heaven...ReplyDelete
Whats in her belly?ReplyDelete
As always you are so descriptive and vivid.
Loved your 55
Thanks for playing Heaven, You Rock!
Have a Kick Ass Week-End
Awww sad, it looks as if she has been forgottenReplyDelete
Beautifully written. In fact, 'heavenly.'ReplyDelete
Love the way you tied in the red too - wowReplyDelete
the whole verse is filled with sound
throwing rose petals and see how they form patterns and lines, catching the pulse..not a bad way to write at all..smilesReplyDelete
I love the passion for life in your poemReplyDelete
The search, the journey to inspiration, the fantastic photo. Enjoyed!ReplyDelete
Vivid and strong. I really like the ending.ReplyDelete
All dressed up and no place to go!!!ReplyDelete
I find it hard to critique this piece. It's very polished and finished. The stanzas are all purposeful and vivid. Rose petals...dusty ground/ smooth roses in calloused hands... radiant woman...uncertainty... There are many small parts of this that impose a tension within the work. It has real depth beyond being a series of pictures. There is a real sense of waiting, of searching for patterns, including of course, the pattern of the heart. I think this fits the bill for the post. Very nice.
love all the flashes of red...cool...no wait...hotReplyDelete
This flows as beautifully as the billowing skirt.ReplyDelete
Hey, we're both rosy today.
Love this and I love red :)ReplyDelete
simply beautiful! the poem & the photo marry so well! this was a delight! :)ReplyDelete
strained to catch each pulsing beat. very fine. the art is so strong.ReplyDelete
feel like wearing red now!ReplyDelete
Like the way you used bellowed instead of billowed--made it seem as if the dress was yelling, belling out, and working the wind like a bellows all at once. Neat 55, Heaven.ReplyDelete
vivid and tight! every stanza is powerful! great workReplyDelete
Red, with so much feeling. There are some very powerful images here, Heaven.ReplyDelete
yes, color does mean excitement and anticipation. i can feel it in your poem. ;-)ReplyDelete
Your 55 poem works very well.ReplyDelete
trying to leave a comment - if this has been entered twice, then I'm sorry.ReplyDelete
Beautifully conjured, imagined, and evoked. The pix is an embellishment. (curious, did you write this poem 'from' the pix; or did you pick the pix after the poem's composition? just wondering about the creation technique here.)
Many contrasted visuals here: 'soft, smooth, delicate' : 'calloused'; 'gust of cool wind' : 'ticking clock'; the descriptiveness : uncertainty.
There's 'Feeling' evoked in this poem, though it contrasts with the 'Visuals' (reds, rose, petals, long gown, and 'watching').
What is she 'watching' go? and replaced with the sensations of feeling? and what is that 'uncertainty'?
Good poem, full of beauty, mystery, and feeling.
Thank you for sharing.
Exquisite, lovely and beautiful.ReplyDelete
I could have seen the image without simply by reading the work. Vivid.ReplyDelete
vivid word painting.ReplyDelete
Thanks for the lovely comments.ReplyDelete
To tinkwelborn: sometimes I have an idea and I search for the picture and edit it to fit it. Sometimes, I see the picture, and get an idea of what to write. In this case, I use red and rose petals as metaphors to portray the passion and sometimes,sensual thoughts in my writing. The ticking clock represents time, as I don't have the luxury to write all day. And of course, uncertainty always grips me before I hit publish. In the end, it all comes down to what I really feel about my writing...then I hit publish. Thank you!
This made me left with only few word like..ReplyDelete
Beautiful n lovely n WOW
Killer expressions n one of the best of yours :)
Loved it !!
Brings the song LADY IN RED to mind.ReplyDelete
Beautiful pic, Killer read!
Thanks, with all this besuty it sure would open some eyes, love the picture, and the poem goes great with it, thank you, much appreciated.ReplyDelete
Good, emotion-laden piece.ReplyDelete