A painting in a shop spoke to me the other day, it was enigmatic, the tenseness of the characters made me come back to it several times. A couple in a cafe. I wanted to try the reverse of the saying 'A picture paints 1000 words' so here's a sonnet -
A POEM PAINTING A PICTURE:
Still Life
Low watts in cornered light bulbs hide her clenched
left hand and unseen bruises form where knees
appear demurely placed to please entrenched
conventions. There, glare reaches in to tease.
Her shadowed back triangulates the contrasts,
colours draw the eye past clothes, to lips
that shimmer, partly open as light shone casts
focus on the way her smile slips.
He leans away as one bright finger points
out worry on his brow and strokes a line
diagonally down. A spark anoints
his wedding ring - that slashed round warning sign.
They met for drinks but guilt keeps them apart.
The painting hangs unframed inside her heart.
GREAT MINDS DISCUSS IDEAS
AVERAGE MINDS DISCUSS EVENTS
SMALL MINDS DISCUSS PEOPLE
I step out of the picture
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when it attracts attention
About Me
- Diz
- An observer of life and fairly reluctant participant. It's all about control...self control. And the point of this blog? Exploration of ideas and recording patterns in my life. I believe in... appreciating life, seeing the value in difference, in daring, in innovation and in honed skills.