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Sunday 13 February 2011

The One Stop Sunday Picture Prompt Challenge!




Window
In the stone wall
Framing the much loved view.
Golden field, distant hills, blue sky,
Picture

Weathered
Wooden framework
Was the room you were in
Full of love where the weeds now grow
Sun touched.

Held there
By the stone work
Looking inward or out
Which side of the wall do we stand
Looking.

Who once
Stood here looking?
In your sight now glassless
You hold the ghostly echoes of
Recall

Gone now
Almost all of
The once sturdy building
Where you held off the cold wind of
Lost times

Window,
Wooden framework
Looking inward or out
You hold the ghostly echoes of
lost times




Another piece inspired by a magificent photo from Sean McCormick
The man makes me want to grab my camera and roam the world.
Read the interview at  http://onestoppoetry.com/

To learn more about Sean, visit his website:
http://www.neutralhillsstills.ca/index.php

9 comments:

  1. There's a windswept, apparitional quality and sound to your lines that are both clear on the surface and highly suggestive.

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  2. I like how you echoed the "ghostly echos" for emphasis. I could see this take on the photo.

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  3. Hey Pen, really caught the feeling of those old spirits wandering the prairie, still going about their business. Lovely prompt response my friend ;)

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  4. I enjoyed reading your poem Penny. your language is so beautifully light an almost apparitional quality as Dustus says...
    Cheers
    Padmavani

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  5. Penny, oops she did it again!!! I felt myself wandering through the weathered wooden and stone remains...
    ~.^ ♥ Hεlεɳa

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  6. You live in two worlds,that of words and one of imagery.Blending them both to enrich the world of your readers.Amazing. I seem to use that word a lot with you.

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  7. Really great Garland Cinquain Penny... Your words are wonderfully written !

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  8. Love the echoes, weathered, yet still allowing glimpses of times left behind.

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