Ophelia by Odilon Redon
Mirage
Sleeping young face melting in
Some oasis rain puddle
Alongside
Some random fallen leaves
And flowers
Soon
The relentless sun
Snuffs
The last light
Burns the cursed moment
Gone
Linking to:
Magpie Tales #124
Poetry Pantry #105
NOTE: For those who think I have re-invented the Ophelia story, I have not.
Instead, I looked at Redon's image and thought he seemed to capture the shape of a rain puddle.
And that's where my idea began.
As if, like a mirage, (my opening word) the innocent face of Ophelia appears in the rain puddle.
Like a brief, legendary moment has surfaced, re-incarnating her final moments, until the sun dries up the puddle, and she is gone once again.
Ophelia's story remains intact.
16 comments:
I kept thinking of you in Australia reading this - of relentless sun, or mirage, of reflections in puddles. Very nice. k.
Shakespeare's Ophelia drowned, but I see you knew that! I can relate to thinking of the sun as a water thief!
Well written, Gemma; but it feels sad.
(Visiting from Poetry Pantry, and glad you are joining in)
Such a lovely interpretation of the painting, Gemma.
nice...really like those last couple lines...the burning away of the moment...nicely done...
i love that painting. and your words... that last stanza... great~ such a tragedy, her death. have a wonderful night~
Excellent response, Gemma. I love the sun's strength at the end.
Beautiful words for a stark theme.
Yes, you grasped that ephemeral moment with emotive precision. Wonderful.
Some oasis rain-puddle.....nice.
I can picture the swiftly evaporating visage...nicely done.
Poignant lines on the Ophelia story...
yes -- and all, soon gone... hi gemma, liked this piece...
Gemma,
I think you have painted your own version of Ophelia with your words..
Eileen
new day, sun burns the cursed moment, we start again, that's good
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Beautifully done.
Anna :o]
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