Writing Prompt #118 “Collage 3″

Collage 3

I am given to certain

Eccentricities of gravity,

A pull toward expired luminaries

Toward pocket watches

And sepia-toned reliquaries.

An odyssey unto myself,

I sit aside my bike,

My legs, my arms,

All things mechanical

For the freedom of

Puffed dandelions and dreams.

I spin flowers from regolith

And mammoth bones,

Clouds tucked behind

My ear in place of coins.

I seep into hidden passages,

Into nooks both real and rehearsed,

A Cesarean scar,

A ray of sunshine,

A bucket of rainwater

Gathered accidentally in the shriek

Of an impromptu storm.

For

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36 responses to “Writing Prompt #118 “Collage 3″

  1. Pingback: Writing Prompt #118 “Collage 3″ – Finding Your Place | Morpethroad·

  2. I so loved how you started: I am given to certain

    Eccentricities of gravity,
    I immediately thought of the effects of aging…..sucks getting old I know that. Great use of the collage Yves, I did enjoy the images you created.

  3. Oh dear, my comment was eaten by the gremlins who now populate my computer.
    I said that I felt your endings were always powerful and full of intense imagery:
    Clouds tucked behind
    My ear in place of coins.
    I seep into hidden passages,
    Into nooks both real and rehearsed,
    A Cesarean scar,
    A ray of sunshine,
    A bucket of rainwater
    Gathered accidentally in the shriek
    Of an impromptu storm.
    In other words: beginning middle and end — a fascinating, complex reading through out.
    [the good sorta complex — not impregnable, but many layers and images.]

  4. So much to like in your verse. Gravity, clouds and seeping into secret passages. – I think I shall go and explore a not so secret passage…
    time to stretch my legs, my arms. 🙂

      • There are different things blooming here this time.
        We were at this locale about a year ago.
        Sad to see a fig tree not being harvested, it’s fruits wasted on a parking lot grounds. And some of the trails, they cut down the old trees. So the trail isn’t as shaded.

        A walk is a walk is a walk…

      • I knew that wasps pollinated them…but not so much the other part. Just think of it like chocolate covered ants. Anchovies are added to something mostly for their salt content than the fishiness. 😄

      • They can get trapped somehow I don’t fully understand but I know the plant absorbs them. I have never tried chocolate covered ants actually I don’t think have seen them before (though I have heard about them) but even so wasps are scarier lol

  5. These are such powerful images and lines invoking emotions called up and forth that move to the core. Another stunning and excellent piece Yves 😀

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