Fluted shell
contains the true spark
of all life.
Safe haven
of encircling arm
guards its fate.
Part the Second
In shadow,
the fledgling awaits
time to fly
Beat of wings
will echo heartbeats
of success.
A surreal image by Francesca Woodman, which Tess chose for he Mag 130 this week, set me on a similar path. My thanks go to both of them for the inspiration I found in this detail.
But I was also tempted by the following version of the original image...I may write something for it later in the week, who knows?
And now I have - here are a scant 55 words, worthy of G-man...
Heavy matter drawn into the whirl of lavender light, we have to move into the vortex. Strapped to a Spaceboard designed to sustain life, there is no time to wonder ‘What Next?’ This mission to explore the outer limits of our universe is leading us further than we dared hope, but where will it end?
You always do something so lovely to the pics Jinksy. The two poems are gorgeous. Loved them both.
ReplyDeleteThank you for taking this trajectory which is a gentle affection for the artist herself. It certainly calms my heart which was raging from looking further into her short life.
ReplyDeletei rather like your artistic version of the pic...it looks as if the shell is spinning out beyond itself....you verse is lovely...we should protect that spark of life you mention in the first...that one my fav...smiles.
ReplyDeleteVery nice...first and second parts...
ReplyDeletei liked the second part best...beating wings...gets me every time..xx
ReplyDeletePersonaly, I think the end is the beginning or the other way around. The cycle repeats.
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Hoohoo! Jinksy! Well done. Easily your post I like the most.
ReplyDeleteBoy you really got a ton out of it- wrung it dry! Thanks.
ReplyDeleteNice creative take Jinksy ~ I like the beat of wings ~
ReplyDeleteLovely, I like what you've done with pictures and I really love that you where so inspired by the prompt that you your a part one and two.
ReplyDeleteI love how you transform a picture into a whole new one! Both the poems are fantastic.
ReplyDeleteHm, kind of like when a human is revorn , decides to imagine their soul for the first time, the first inner body formed is the "astral" shell, which shall go on to harbour the pearl, niw youve fot me thinking , Jinksy , thanks
ReplyDeleteYour words are tender and protective Jinksy. They blend well with the soft edges of the photo prints. I really love the rose. This is a beautiful presentation and I thank you for creating and sharing it. =D
ReplyDeleteThanks Linda. It does look like a rose, I agree - but I promise you, it IS the original photo - but 'Jinxed' a little, thanks to various computer wizardry. :)
DeleteOh your photo really is fitting for her turmoil! Wow this is fabulous!
ReplyDeleteAs inventive as ever.
ReplyDeleteVery creative and I like the positive spin, especially the "spark of life".
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and sensual.
ReplyDeleteI am in awe of your creativity-so inspiring.
ReplyDeleteBoth poems are great. The second one has me lingering a tad more, perhaps.
ReplyDeleteI liked Parts The Both! Clever to take the encircling arm and almsot meld it with the shell in your Jinxing of the prompt.
ReplyDeleteWell, we're certainly getting our money's worth this week! Two cracking entries!
ReplyDeleteLovely! Thanks for the nugget of beauty.
ReplyDeletewell penned...
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Lots of thought provoking words making my mind go off in tangents.
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