Multiple exposure collage of phone at Tyabb Art and Craft Village + night lights in Dromana Hills, Mornington Peninsula
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Carry on Tuesday #16 ~ It was a wrong number that started it, the telephone ringing three times in the dead of night ~ Opening to Paul Aster's City of Glass (1985)
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Monday Poetry Train Revisited #43
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In the dead of night
Telephone ringing three times
Like the dead walking
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Heavenly chaos
First love was a swirling place
No rhyme or reason
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Far away island
Just clumps of rhododendrons
Coloured packaging
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Island castaway
Eden was a savage place
Second chance crumbled
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Skimped reality
Cold telephone reminders
Wrong number wrong place
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Three chances to love
Last life is ringing now
For whom the bell tolls
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I measure out my life with haiku. My camera films my soul. ~ Gemma Wiseman
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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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11 comments:
I liked a lot of this.
just wonderful... the flow was evident! keep writing! :)
Right let me see........
Yep.......reminds me of Halloween3 Gilligans Island, Terminator and Willy Wonka and the chocolate Factory......
Very well Done girl!
Wonderful series!
knife's edge
Please don't forget to post your creative works at Monday Poetry Train Revisited too!
This is amazing. I really love the first 2 stanzas.
3rd time lucky...?
Great words with a hint of darkness.
Gemma.. I just LOVE this poem.
And the photo - magic!
This poem speaks right to my heart.
Thank you Gemma!
Anna
Poetically beautiful...
sigh
smiles,
So beautifully written.
Keep blogging !
Here:
http://songofsea.wordpress.com/2009/09/01/a-mad-mad-world/
Wow! This is deep and interesting. A wonderful use of the prompt.
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