Thursday, April 16, 2015

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Mosiac EGG image courtesy 'the imaginary garden with read toads'



MOSIAC EGG
Words, a poem to speak in tomes;
Adventure assail, galaxies a gazillion totalled,
Over the waves of petulance into the nights,
Of glowing moons, luminescent in star gazes;

Witch-hy brooms, shadowed in full orbs,
Of seasons counted, over courted dark;
Bejeweled fantasies, to craft phantoms,
Sing the songs, of sirens wanton, sylphs pen;

Penchant creating, sustained of melancholy,
Life force cracks the cave of freedom's boom;
Oh now many, many ages, generate the art
Of colour to daylight, enhancing breath of being
Whorls and seasons, time compassing, life
© gillena cox



Written for the prompt today at
Poems In April DAY SIXTEEN
What's Your Vision?

For today's prompt, I ask you to consider visionary art. Visionary art, as defined for the purposes of the American Visionary Art Museum is "art produced by self-taught individuals, usually without formal training, whose works arise from an innate personal vision that revels foremost in the creative act itself." Visionary artists are moved by "an inner voice" that compels them to create. The artist himself or herself may not even consider their work as art
CHALLENGE: I've posted some photos (not mine) of various works at AVAM. Let them speak to you and then choose one or more to compose a new poem. Your poem may be about the art itself or about feelings/thoughts/memories/stories the art inspires. It's wide open. Let your inner voice express itself!
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

24 comments:

  1. This is such a breath-taking piece of work...! I love it :D

    Over the waves of petulance into the nights,
    Of glowing moons, luminescent in star gazes;

    These lines are beautiful.....enjoyed reading your poem :D
    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  2. I like how abstract this is - makes it fun to read, it is wonderful.

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    1. thank you for your appreciation Buddah

      much love...

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  3. I love the meanings birthed in your hatching poem, Gillena! Beautiful!

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  4. The imagery of what you blend with your words here.. brilliant.

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    1. Thanks for your appreciation Bjorn
      Much love...

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  5. Yes, I too like the abstract feeling. I read it twice and with each reading I collected different jewels of meaning. Beautiful

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    1. Thanks for your appreciation Susie

      Much love...

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  6. Nice flowing: words and images behind...

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  7. I love how you did this~ The wording-such shards of brilliance! Bravo~

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    1. Thanks for your appreciation Ella

      much love...

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  8. I like the idea of "Bejeweled fantasies, to craft phantoms,"...

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  9. I like your middle stanza, Gillena. It speaks of those imagined, gods, figures, all in a world of make believe mythology.
    ..

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  10. I was tempted to choose the egg, too, but I don't know that I would have come up with anything so profound.

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    1. happy you dropped in Rosemary

      much love...

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  11. Beautiful response to this piece of art. Your ekphrasis is a work of art in itself, with gorgeous descriptions and thoughtful metaphors. Thank you for participating in the prompt!

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    1. thanks for your appreciation Lola

      much love...

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  12. that egg certainly conjures up a galaxy, doesn't it? ~

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  13. Sure does.thanks for dropping in to read mine grapeling

    Much love...

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