Tuesday, January 27, 2009

A look into someone else's artwork...

I look about trying to find inspiration for my days work, a meaning to go on, for words to flow onto the paper from my pen, pencil, or keyboard...and I come upon sites through your comments, leading to an interest in what lay waiting...

This photo from 365 to 42 lay dormant in blog sphere, and moving from site to site it awakened my curiosity through a dragon from PoetryPicturesProse; that had turned to stone from antiquity and imagination leading to the land it once roamed...a journey down a road to places with borders, and to a place I had been...a world without fences that does not exist anymore...

No Fences...

Remember back in the day, roads and streets, filled with children, soccer balls flew with hats of joy and running laughter, across yards, into backyards. Children had no boundaries, no fear of unknown grounds or unseen rituals. Houses remained the same, filled with love and anger, touched by law of belief, full of their own truth. There was no such thing as a stranger, or unseen danger. Standing out back you could see clotheslines and trees, and on a good day you could see far, clear and through. Listen as a mom calls out for the son or daughter, or parents who loudly shared their cares till dawn, broken bottles and promises, trees that counted the days, months till it was blanketed by what was apparent, keeping the silence until spring.

Walls five to ten feet tall soon replaced open space, endless playground for innocent spectators, and neighbors have become strangers. Sisters and brothers in danger sun up till darkness hides no fear, only becomes a weapon for televisions and radio reports, as young children die under its cover. Dawn and its playgrounds give way to grave yards, the traces of things long gone remain to be seen…

3 comments:

Irish Gumbo said...

Good interplay between the picture and the words. I like the thread that runs through, and using an inspiration as a starting point. PoetryPicturesProse has been a good source for writing 'starting points'.

Thank you for the follow on Irish Gumbo! I wasn't sure which blog to leave a comment on (I like food, cooking and writing!) but writing is my current focus, so I'll start here. And after perusing CookAppeal, BehindTheWheelChef, Food Poetry I am: 1) Sorry I don't live near Princeton 2)Inspired and really hungry for salmon and 3) amazed that Bacon Haiku exists!

Very nice to have someone with your perspective on the train. Thank you!

Girl Rants said...

wow...

Laura Jayne said...

This is beautiful writing. How wonderful that the links made such a connection between his art and your art.