Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ A glimpse of a webbed, mazed, inner landscape
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Write on Wednesday prompt ~ A Writer? Who, me?
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Lately
I have been mesmerised with
My new digital camera ~
Exploring the possibilities of
Light and shadow
Shapes and forms
Substance and reflection ~
And then
My writing becomes
Allusory glimpses of
Caves
Wells
Skies
Oceans
Built by
Pictures
~
So
Has my writing found
New strengths?
New depths?
New riches?
New vision?
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I can only say ~
Maybe ~
Deep down
I ask:
Will others connect?
Will others see what I see?
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Ultimately
I am left with
A rather
Unartistic
Unappealing
Inner landscape
Where some weird road
Warped with reflecting puddles
Wanders nowhere ~
An odd lighthouse
Struggles
Discordantly
In the mist
And the trees ~
Dark trees ~
Drape
Straggley
Blurred
Shapes ~
(Perhaps secreting
A jury of Sirens) ~
Like a multi-dimensional
Hologram
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Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ From the inside looking out
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I measure out my life with haiku. My camera films my soul. ~ Gemma Wiseman
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6 comments:
Where some weird road
Warped with reflecting puddles
Wanders nowhere ~
Nice....
Hope your day passed by well :)
I am connecting to what I see on your blog. Often, I find my photography inspires my writing. And I have always believed we write with pictures -- photos or otherwise. Lovely.
Your pictures have only enhanced your talents. I love this shot and find your poetry stunning!
Gemma, I'm so amazed with the creative directions your mind travels with just a simple prompt. I can only aspire to that kind of vision - but your words make me "see what you see" in a very unique way. As Tammy and Jeanie both commented, the words and the images enhance one another.
Beautiful post - thank you for sharing.
Ahhh, the Buddha within...beautiful...
sharon
Beautiful words and images as always Gemma ;)
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