"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
Posted by flaubert at 11:54 AM

27 comments:

  1. annell4May 22, 2011 at 1:41 PM

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

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  2. IsabelMay 22, 2011 at 2:50 PM

    "Releasingangels of oxygen" fav line. great writing.

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  3. angieMay 22, 2011 at 3:17 PM

    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. flaubertMay 22, 2011 at 3:26 PM

    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. flaubertMay 22, 2011 at 3:27 PM

    Thanks Isabel, nice to meet you.

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  6. flaubertMay 22, 2011 at 3:29 PM

    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. MaryMay 22, 2011 at 5:10 PM

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

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  8. flaubertMay 22, 2011 at 5:33 PM

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

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  9. ElizabethMay 22, 2011 at 6:18 PM

    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. flaubertMay 22, 2011 at 6:30 PM

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

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  11. ireneMay 23, 2011 at 12:45 AM

    You paint the emptiness and release well, Pamela.

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  12. lucychiliMay 23, 2011 at 1:19 AM

    powerful poem Pam

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  13. flaubertMay 23, 2011 at 11:23 AM

    Thanks Irene.

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  14. vivinfranceMay 23, 2011 at 3:32 PM

    I enjoyed reading this aloud: it flowed so well.

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  15. MarianneMay 23, 2011 at 7:18 PM

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

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  16. Liz Rice-SosneMay 23, 2011 at 7:28 PM

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

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  17. brenda wMay 23, 2011 at 9:19 PM

    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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  18. flaubertMay 24, 2011 at 11:08 AM

    Thanks Viv:)

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  19. flaubertMay 24, 2011 at 11:08 AM

    Thanks Marianne I enjoyed yours as well.

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  20. flaubertMay 24, 2011 at 11:09 AM

    Thanks Liz, and truly have a lovely blog.

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  21. flaubertMay 24, 2011 at 11:11 AM

    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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  22. Francis ScudellariMay 25, 2011 at 4:32 PM

    I really liked this one Pamela, such wonderful imagery.

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  23. flaubertMay 25, 2011 at 5:03 PM

    Thanks so much, Francis. I loved yours.

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  24. CathyMay 28, 2011 at 7:26 PM

    Wonderful and perfect.

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  25. Mr. WalkerMay 30, 2011 at 10:26 AM

    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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  26. flaubertMay 30, 2011 at 11:17 AM

    Thanks Cathy.

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  27. flaubertMay 30, 2011 at 11:18 AM

    Richard, thanks for the generous comment.

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