"Life is the dancer and you are the dance."
Eckhart Tolle

Saturday, August 21, 2010

she has been caught up writer's island #17 time travel

I thought today I would try some surrealist automatic writing.
It comes from a prompt over at we write poems that I participated
in back in July.  I started with the letter `S`


She walked through a maze set to the sound of a soft beating drum.

Sweet violins in the air with a melody only for her ears.

Swift is the journey with lace curtains in the breeze.

Scurrilous fairies flew high above with poisoned words.

Swinging tapestry that is meant to wrap round and suffocate.

Seven dimensions in time become apparent, attainable . . .

Succulent desires rise and form rings of truth in water on the sea.

Sand filling her eyes she cries for the fold to release her.

30 comments:

  1. Nice, Pamela.

    My favorite is "Succulent desires rise and form rings of truth in water on the sea."

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  2. Some excellent lines in this. A clever exercise.

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  3. Surreal? Seems natural to me!

    Seriously, great images ... and good initial lines for other poems from this automatic writing.

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  4. I liked this very much, nice take on the Time Travel prompt. :-)

    I LOVED the line "She walked through a maze set to the sound of a soft beating drum." - I could see it!

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  5. Your surrealism is beautiful...always enjoy your lovely writing! :-)

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  6. Great way to tackle the subject of time travel.

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  7. Some wonderful lines in this one! Excellent post!

    -Weasel =)

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  8. i had a nice travel with your words Pam....thanks for the trip

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  9. Pamela, this is brilliant: is your automatic writing the same as what I call a freewrite? I take my hat off to you. I adore the scurrilous fairies and they're going in my notebook of gorgeous words and phrases.

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  10. Lyrical and beautiful.

    http://thelaughinghousewife.wordpress.com

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  11. My favorite line is the last: Sand filling her eyes she cries for the fold to release her.

    I can truly picture this! I love the sound of s's too!

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  12. Thanks Mary I enjoyed this prompt!
    Pamela

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  13. Thanks Anthony
    I like writing this way sometimes.
    Pamela

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  14. Pan thanks and nice to see you!
    Pamela

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  15. Thanks Weasel I enjoyed yours as well!
    Pamela

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  16. Wayne you`re welcome and thanks!
    Pam

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  17. Viv thanks and yes they are one and the same.
    Pamela

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  18. Thanks tillybud and yours was excellent!
    Pamela

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  19. Me too Diane and thanks!
    Pamela

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  20. I really enjoyed the dream like quality of this, I could picture it all. I like it! :-)

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  21. Susannah thanks and welcome!
    Pamela

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  22. Loved the sensual feel and sound of this Pamela. Really wonderful write and very satisfying read.

    Elizabeth

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  23. Elizabeth that is such a nice thing to say
    thanks for that.
    Pamela

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  24. truly beautiful =) I can feel myself within this poem XD

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  25. Thanks Riika that is a very nice thing to say!
    Pamela

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  26. Hey Pamela, Hot-damela -- this piece kicked butt... there are a number of wonderful images contained herein... ;)

    ...rob

    p.s. if I have not said so before, I LOVE the photo you used as the header for your blog...

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  27. Thanks Rob and I needed a change.
    Pamela

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