Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Cafe at the base of Arthurs Seat chairlift, Mornington Peninsula
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3WW prompt CIX ~ corpse + damage + knife
One Single Impression prompt #36 ~ Disguise
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Just a little rain dampening the boards ~
Just a few scattered leaves ~
A tourist display stand
Empty of glossy brochures
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Just a nonchalant disguise
Secreting deeper wounds
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Pic By Gemma Wiseman ~ Silent wheels of the chairlift
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You see before you
The corpse of an icon
The grieving
Vacant shell of
Old summer joys
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Strange how human error
Accidental human error has
The power to damage
Lifetimes of
Happiness
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The knife of circumstance
Wields
Relentless
Revenge
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Even the disguise of
Standing firm
Will be
No more
Soon
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Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Once they winged Arthurs Seat slopes. But now, they lie broken.
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I measure out my life with haiku. My camera films my soul. ~ Gemma Wiseman
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Friday, October 31, 2008
Broken Wings
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- A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken. ~James Dent
- Autumn is an introspective season when stray thoughts of the mind dive into the mystique of the soul - Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn is the bridesmaid of Summer and the flowergirl of Winter ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn whispers the tones of yesterday in a minor key ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Love is born / With a dark and troubled face, / When hope is dead / And in the most unlikely place; / Love is born, / Love is always born. - Michael Leunig's Christmas Song Cycle "Southern Star"
- Spring paints the stars of heaven in Earth colours ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Summer sizzles with a sibilant hush / Broken by dreams of / Clinking ice ~ Gemma Wiseman
- The object of a new year is not that we should have a new year. It is that we should have a new soul. - G.K. Chesterton
- Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all. - Stanley Horowitz
- Winter is the fire, simmering lonely in the soul ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Winter is the shadow, the etching of the seasons in the mist ~ Gemma Wiseman
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13 comments:
I liked the honesty of this work.
I liked the honesty of this work.
Nice! I love the photos and the poem is very appropriate!
Another fine poem. Again such a lovely line: "The grieving
Vacant shell of
Old summer joys"
Wanted to wish you Happy Halloween, though yours is probably over now... :o)
Love the photo and verse.
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How sad that some joys are only seasonal.
One of the most sweetly poignant things to me is a summer place in the fall. You've captured the ghost of peoples' vacations etc. beautifully in word and picture. Love 'broken wings' too.
such poignant words...i can hear a chill wind blow through them
Dear Gemma--
It feels like this is more than just a seasonal closing...? 'Deeper wounds'. Curiosity is aroused!
This was beautifully done.
Dear Gemma--
It feels like this is more than just a seasonal closing...? 'Deeper wounds'. Curiosity is aroused!
This was beautifully done.
I like how you begin with the surface and lead the reader, through both the verses and the photos into that deeper place.
Beautifully done...
We build and unbuild with less sensitivity than seasons. Lovely work, as always...
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