Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ A glimpse of a webbed, mazed, inner landscape~
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?
~
I can only say ~
Maybe ~
Deep down
I ask:
Will others connect?
Will others see what I see?
~
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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