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

Sunday, May 22, 2011

"Light No Longer Enters" A Wordling Whirl of Sundays #5


Follow the contours of gathered aspects …
mapped out lines beneath valleys and mountains

Stare into a dark rearranged cave of
expiration, a hollowness exists
you cannot see beyond; surrender lulls
eyes half sealed with a waned void lifeless stare
Like a scream suspended in motion, utter
tautness, rigid with no reflections, flight’s
coldness enters bones with a weariness,
muscles freeze in place, now inflexible

Releasing angels of oxygen through
an open yellow window, a painting
composed of absolute and different hints …
no more to risk

28 comments:

  1. I love this painting you've created with your words....the yellow is so beautiful!

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  2. "Releasingangels of oxygen" fav line. great writing.

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  3. wow, pamela! intense.
    I love the way your words build up to the very palpable release at the end.

    (and I love that photo in your header, too!)

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  4. Thanks Annell, I have been short on time, and haven't been able to respond to comments. My sincerest apologizes.

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  5. Thanks Isabel, nice to meet you.

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  6. Angie, it really came from some real life experiences, that I started to write about yesterday. Those words just fit in perfectly.
    Thanks.

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  7. This is a breathtaking response to the wordle, Pamela. May weariness come to an end.

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  8. We can only hope for a reprieve, Mary. Thanks much.

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  9. This has a bit of mystery and lost feeling to it until the very end. Absolutely love those releasing angels of oxygen, felt the breeze of that reprieve way over here. Wonderful write with these words, Pamela,

    Elizabeth

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  10. Thanks Elizabeth, we can only wish for a reprieve from life's hysteria sometimes.

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  11. You paint the emptiness and release well, Pamela.

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  12. I enjoyed reading this aloud: it flowed so well.

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  13. Lovely job, Pamela ... powerful, intense poem!

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  14. Hi Pamela ... thank you for your comments. And wow. This is an amazing emotional painting.

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  15. Pamela, I'm glad you're using your "spare" time to write for the wordles. Your work always inspires me, and makes me strive to create more images in my own writing. This is a beautiful piece you've created, fraught with tension and release.

    I hope you find a calm place for a bit of time this week. Life gets crazy.
    ~Brenda

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  16. Thanks Marianne I enjoyed yours as well.

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  17. Thanks Liz, and truly have a lovely blog.

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  18. Brenda, I look forward to Sundays normally, but with the wordles, just that more:)
    I am hoping for some tranquility this week myself.

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  19. I really liked this one Pamela, such wonderful imagery.

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  20. Thanks so much, Francis. I loved yours.

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  21. Pamela, "flight's / coldness" chilled me. That whole stanza tensed me up - with suspended, tautness, "rigid with no reflections", and inflexible. Powerful images piled one on another - beautifully done.

    Richard

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  22. Richard, thanks for the generous comment.

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