She's Un-buoyed by a Conch Tree
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she's un-buoyed by a conch tree,
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Naquillity
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3:56 PM
Where her fingers traced the ebbing flow
Of lightning strings- pulled free.
Her nu de dos only night can see
Under pink noise that’s on the go.
She’s un-buoyed by a conch tree.
Her columella beads of three,
Are strung together just so
With lightning strings- pulled free.
She rests her weight upon one knee
Waiting for the swells to grow,
She’s un-buoyed by a conch tree.
Facing west with an eye’s plea,
A purpling edge wants to know
Of lightning strings-pulled free.
Her shellboat is underway to the sea
Allowing her breast morning’s bestow.
She’s un-buoyed by a conch tree
From lightning strings- pulled free.
I wrote this poem using Under Way by Agnieszka Skrzypek. By following the link provided you can see the image. You will need to scroll down to the seventh picture though. While you're there check out some of her other artwork. It's incredible.
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1 comment:
christine said...
michelle, your poem is very original, playful, and surreal. There are so many images to think about, but especially I liked the refrain,
She’s un-buoyed by a conch tree
Of lightning strings- pulled free
and pink noise stood out too.
Reading the poem was like entering a dreamscape. Wonderful!
Sunday, April 20, 2008
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Blogger paisley said...
what an amazing artist!!! and with your words as compliment this was a lovely presentation!!!!
Sunday, April 20, 2008
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Blogger TC said...
I like the sense of freedom from this.
Monday, April 21, 2008
July 5, 2008 at 10:29 AM
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