Flightless bound to the earth
caught in a paradox
Dulcet sound of a cello
through horizons of mixed hues
Barbwire fences keep her on
the edge of a shore …
music is solemn in its lone chord
Waves move closer;
she shares her wing,
but not gratefully
You wait for a melody
Visits are lonesome brevity
caught in a paradox
Dulcet sound of a cello
through horizons of mixed hues
Barbwire fences keep her on
the edge of a shore …
music is solemn in its lone chord
Waves move closer;
she shares her wing,
but not gratefully
You wait for a melody
Visits are lonesome brevity
LOVE the line "Visits are lonesome brevity"
ReplyDeleteNice response to the picture. Mine is here:
love's serenade
Thanks Paula, loved your haiku. Oh, and those process notes, too.
ReplyDeleteFlightless bound to the earth
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seems to capture the mood. Well said!
yes it looks lonesome
ReplyDeletePamela,
ReplyDelete'Barbwire fences keep her on the edge of the shore'. That is brilliant. I couldn't have come up with such an imagination.
Hank
Thanks Irene, this was not an easy image to write to.
ReplyDeleteYes, Janet. I agree.
ReplyDeleteThanks Hank:)
ReplyDeleteA great mood, and some excellent lines here.
ReplyDeletenice...i wonder if the barb wire is of her own making or that of another...
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely, Pamela. I really couldn't get into this image, but you found a way to express it!
ReplyDeleteYou're a clever girl, Pamela: a beautiful realisation of what was such a difficult and complex image.
ReplyDeleteThanks Anthony. Not an easy image to write to.
ReplyDeleteI'd say another, Brian, but then that is purely my imagination.
ReplyDeleteMary, it wasn't all that simple. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteViv, I believe this was my third or fourth re-write to this image.
ReplyDeletethis one truly stands out.
ReplyDeleteprecise words.
insightful spirits.
Ah, you made it two for the price of one. I didn't think of that, maybe I should have!
ReplyDeleteThe earthbound makes me think, again (Viv wrote on her, I believe) of Jacqueline du Pre. Her life was cut short by MS; she was, for me, one of the greatest cellists the world has ever known. So the gorgeous but tethered woman and the cello in the image fit perfectly. Loved this. Amy
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Dear Pamela,
ReplyDeleteWe rewrite until we see the words that mirror our thoughts exactly. Then someone comes along, and the words leap from the page as if they were branded there for all time...
That's how I felt when I read this...
Saw your comment about Niagara Falls on Sir Hank's blog. Left me wondering, did we ever pass by each other there?
You are in a blue period, perhaps the end of the school year, but you wield it like a velvet club.
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