PoetryPix
depictions by the rule of thirds; descriptions mostly freestyle words
Bio
Since I bounce my creative tendencies from photos to poems and poems to photos, there must be a middle point and so I’ve made it here:
Quotes
“I followed the words into a figurative space where they invited me to get lost. I’m never able to get quite as lost as I want to but with each poem I get a little closer
Dedication
With love and gratitude to my late husband, Martin, who always praised my writings and encouraged a pursuit of photography,
Merlin
Mighty the Wizard/ Who found me at sunrise Sleeping, and woke me/ And learn’d me Magic! Merlin and the Gleam ~ Tennyson You ascribed it to allureyet you it was who lured usover bold, bare mountains with phantasyand promises of spellbound visionsI, bewitched by…
My Blue
My blue is not that of a mariner’s hankeringfor seascapes, nor the hue of rivers I follow faithfully– rather these favour steel and tealbefore the plunge into a foaming bice brine My blue is not that mood indigo lodging wax-like in the ear when…
Undine
This unknown, unheard, novelty of wordstops me dead before the full point. For breath to reprise the two-toned notes like a bird at sunrise. Short – then long — upon the tongueun skips quickly between split rictus lipsto merge as one. The magic word…
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