Friday, March 18, 2011

Waiting For the Unexpected

clay pots fired in ashes and red heat
crack their glazes
blackened lines spread erratic patterns
slender herons pose on one leg


chalk white gauze
dipped in plaster
gains form
when draped around an armature


impatiently
insects scratch
against wire mesh
stretched taut within a wood frame
and seek entrance
a place to break through


this morning I looked
out of a train window
and stared at water colored sidewalks
a jigsaw of unfamiliar streets


we edged into a station
thickened with people
I held onto my pole and recited the day
from the curve of your back to the graffiti
self-contained on station walls


—Linda Watskin


11 comments:

  1. I love how you took this from the kiln to the train. Such wonderful images of texture and mood. Made me want to work in clay.

    http://liv2write2day.wordpress.com/2011/03/17/textures-response-to-monday-morning-writing-prompt/

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  2. A travel of many textures, each vividly drawn. Lovely.

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  3. I love the water-colored sidewalks - lovely images.

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  4. Linda, some delightful images here.

    Pamela

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  5. Real poetry, beautifully written.

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  6. Felt like looking at a series of HD snapshots. Well done!

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  7. You had me right there... beautiful!

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  8. Excellent with great imagery too

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  9. amazing job...

    join us today, share 1 to 3 poems as first time participant, welcome and have fun.

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  10. we edged into a station thickened with people
    Love this slice of life poem, and the above line really made me feel the moment!

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