Sunday 2 September 2012

Blue


summer night 1913 albert bolch


the summer moon hangs low
in star bright skies
they watch
you walk away
your thoughts tumbling
lost in quivering anger
clothed in folds of azure blue
crazed like ice
slowly dripping jealousy
in cold frosty rivulets
of hurt and sweat
their lies twisted
turning silken memories into
rough coarse twine
to be unpicked later
in the darkness of despair.

kay 2/9/2012

This weeks Magpie Tales over here....really september?  where does it go.....




20 comments:

  1. Lovely capture of the icy jealousy, turning silken memories into coarse twine ~

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  2. nice..you start with a beautiful picture and then mix in the hard emotions....jealousy will def color a moment you know....those last 4 lines are great...

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  3. turning silken memories into
    rough coarse twine
    to be unpicked later

    Strong image!

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  4. I like "crazed like ice."

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  5. Jealousy will kill any and all love unless it is stopped cold. You give it quite a chilling look here.
    Excellent imagery, I guess it would leave us feeling pretty blue too.
    Great interpretation of the pic. :)

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  6. Wow. Downbeat but beautifully written...

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  7. This one works very well with the image from Tess. To wash the image with anger and a soon to rise despair is easy to do.

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  8. Dark and delicious write, Kay...azure is one of my very favorite words...nice to see it here...

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  9. The first line is a perfect mood setter for this piece! nicely done.

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  10. Perfect description of anger...I'm shaking!

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  11. How can you walk away from the moon and the stars.... and love? It is the darkness of despair, I would say. The twisted lies are like a knife.... ! This is wonderfully expressive Kay. Thank you for sharing. =D

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  12. Loved the way you changed the mood towards the end.

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  13. Oh those eyes of green are shaking...! Nicely done!

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  14. Jealousy does hurt leads to loss and despair for both. Nicely written, Kay!

    Hank

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  15. The sense of despair here is strong. The idea that silken memories can be twisted into something ugly to be picked over in the darkest desperate moments is very powerful.

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  16. A great depth and form that catches and lingers

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