18 Oct 2015

Inhalation

Last breath of summer
expands autumn's golden lungs; 
winter can whistle.



  
Written for my adaptation of the Jackson Pollock chosen by Tess today, for her Mag 290

29 comments:

  1. Yes! I saw one of Pollock's pieces this month in Liverpool titled "Summertime"...

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    1. Gosh, you were a long way from home? And tha's a loooooong painting...

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  2. A colorful version of his darkness.

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    1. Black has never been a favourite with me. :-)

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  3. nice twist with a lot of sunshine!

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    1. Not quite sure what you're thanking me for, but you're welcome, anyway. LOL

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    1. That makes you an agreeable person. Hahaha!

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  6. I think I like your image beter than Pollock's. And what a delightful haiku.

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  7. Your art was well on the side of "stunning."

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  8. Ah.. better in color.. love that autumn gold.

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    1. I admit, I thought the same. :-)

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  9. "Autumn's golden lungs"..... beautiful.

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    1. My version did look like real lungs to me...

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  10. I have a feeling our winter is going to do more than whistle around here!

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  11. You've taken something so stark and made it so vibrant!

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  12. So beautiful!!! Merry Christmas to you, dear Jinsky! :)

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