Friday, February 6, 2015

Poetic Eye in the Garden

Over in the Imaginary Garden -I wasn't happy with my first poetic attempt, so try, try again.   I decided to write about my nightly walks.  Inspiration can dazzle me, like the stars.  And I am racing home as words spill from my mind and circle me like sheep, before the fence of dreamland arrives.



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Tug of Words


Moon smiles
under stars' umbrella
Lifeguard perched in 
blackberry sea
 scent of salty brine 
n' pine pitch
perfume night's whispers. 

I trample along my
 hemispheres 
when brain splits
 dandelion wishes
scatter*****
falling arcs of 
 syllables 
in sonorous tones
  lift, 
 float
n' drift
drumming my mind.



Moonlight's color
 now Ivory tusk
taunts my
  geography's mood
shadowed mountains outline sea
like Lemon Meringue 
I see sweetness
some bitter notes
under her
flashlight mood.


Waves of white 
cloud blush
wash ashore
as ocean's salt n' moon
play tug of war
within my veins.

I travel onward
chasing
dandelion's wishes
and daffodilly dreams
into 
twilight's smirk
as
my third 
eye wakes. 



©Ella Wilson 







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32 comments:

  1. brudbergFebruary 6, 2015 at 9:16 AM

    I think a nightly walk like that is exactly how the beauty in poetry is born.. the dandelion and stars paint beautiful images.. really wonderful

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    1. EllaFebruary 6, 2015 at 10:44 AM

      Thank you, Bjorn. I do love to see the glow of moonlight, when the arctic chill isn't blowing in the wind. I go often. You are kind-

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  2. hedgewitchFebruary 6, 2015 at 10:49 AM

    I love 'blackberry seas,' and the dandelion asterisks, as well as 'flashlight mood.' Thanks for the fascinating challenge, Ella.

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    1. EllaFebruary 6, 2015 at 11:25 AM

      Thank you, Hedge~ I loved yours and it is great to see you back in the Garden. You are welcome ~

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  3. WolfsrosebudFebruary 6, 2015 at 10:57 AM

    OK... this is sweet; i'd like to take this journey

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    1. EllaFebruary 6, 2015 at 11:23 AM

      Thank you, so much~ Walk on a Full moon and see where the journey takes you ;D

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  4. Gillena CoxFebruary 6, 2015 at 11:16 AM

    "daffodilly dreams" this phrase is awesome cute; luv your poem

    much love...

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  5. EllaFebruary 6, 2015 at 11:24 AM

    I found the word and remembered a song my mom use to sing to me. It made me smile and I had to add it-thank you, so much.

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  6. Debi SwimFebruary 6, 2015 at 11:35 AM

    I love that second stanza!

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  7. MaryFebruary 6, 2015 at 12:56 PM

    Dandelion wishes and daffodilly dreams -- your metaphors in this poem are really beautiful, Ella.

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    1. EllaFebruary 6, 2015 at 2:49 PM

      Hi Mary,
      Thank you, I found the word daffodilly and it had this enchanted feel. I had to use it~

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  8. kaykualaFebruary 6, 2015 at 3:53 PM

    as ocean's salt n' moon
    play tug of war
    within my veins.

    It is a struggle to come with the lines, Ella! You always have a knack for great lines with connections to scenes at hand. Fantastic imagery!

    Hank

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    1. EllaFebruary 6, 2015 at 5:43 PM

      Yes, I swear the Full Moon plays this game with all of us. The gravity affects so many. Thank-you, Hank! You are very kind and I love your advice about painting-I will try. :D

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  9. HannahFebruary 6, 2015 at 4:04 PM

    I love the journey in this and especially this:

    "I trample along my
    hemispheres
    when brain splits
    dandelion wishes
    scatter*****
    falling arcs of
    syllables
    in sonorous tones
    lift,
    float
    n' drift
    drumming my mind"

    Speaks to me...wonderful write and I LOVE the moon!

    Thank you!

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    1. EllaFebruary 6, 2015 at 5:45 PM

      Hi Hannah! Thank you-it does feel like we split doesn't it. I mean one foot in our real worlds and the other in a dream like stance. Then we write and blend the light and shadows! Thank you, SS! I hope to come home, later this year. WE must meet at your favorite watering hole for coffee. I still have my accent ;D I love the Moon, too~

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  10. Susie ClevengerFebruary 6, 2015 at 9:03 PM

    First of all, I love the title. The whole piece is beautiful, but the second verse really speaks to me.

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    1. EllaFebruary 7, 2015 at 5:16 AM

      Hi Susie,
      Yes, I had to go there. I mean it is that-isn't it?! Thank you, I am sorry I missed your moon poem, on FB. I just found it-wonderful~ Magic lingers when we encompass the moon's glow.

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  11. Kerry O'ConnorFebruary 6, 2015 at 11:59 PM

    Such rich imagery in these lines, Ella. It is difficult to pick out my favourite but I love that blackberry sea.

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    1. EllaFebruary 7, 2015 at 5:13 AM

      I was drinking Blackberry tea at the time and decided to tuck it in. Thank you! I look forward to your poetic eye~

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  12. AnonymousFebruary 7, 2015 at 1:43 AM

    What a wonderful star-lit reverie, like a dreaming mind singing to its sleep.

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    1. EllaFebruary 7, 2015 at 5:09 AM

      Hi Blueoran,
      I do feel poetry does have a dream sequence. This line could prompt a whole series of poems:
      "...like a dreaming mind singing to its sleep."
      I love this line!

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  13. Sherry Blue SkyFebruary 7, 2015 at 9:48 AM

    I love the dandelion wishes and daffodilly dreams.......a beautiful poem, Ellie!

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    1. EllaFebruary 7, 2015 at 5:20 PM

      Thank you, Sherry! We all need some dreams and a few dandelion wishes on our path~

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  14. ScarletFebruary 7, 2015 at 10:29 AM

    Third eye opening, I love the ending Ella ~

    I also like this part:
    Moonlight's color
    now Ivory tusk
    taunts my
    geography's mood

    Good to read you again Ella ~

    Grace

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    1. EllaFebruary 7, 2015 at 5:21 PM

      Hi Grace! I look forward to your challenge~ Thank you, so much.

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  15. MargaretFebruary 8, 2015 at 7:20 PM

    oetry does run through our veins… ivory tusks, daffodils, salty brine, blackberries… Wow!

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    1. EllaFebruary 9, 2015 at 9:42 AM

      Thank you, Margaret~ Yes, we do travel through our poetic eye-don't we.

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  16. SusanFebruary 10, 2015 at 12:47 PM

    It's that hemispheric split at dusk and dawn with sun and moon vying for the sky that helps me too. An alone time with flowers? Loved the prompt!

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    1. EllaFebruary 14, 2015 at 12:15 PM

      Thank-you, Susan! Yes, especially flowers~ @>--------------

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  17. my heart's love songsFebruary 12, 2015 at 11:42 AM

    " dandelion wishes
    scatter*****
    falling arcs of
    syllables
    in sonorous tones
    lift,
    float
    n' drift"

    stunning, Ella!

    i hope things go well with the transition of your mother moving in... at least it won't seem as empty with the children gone. and you will come to treasure the closeness you will share with your mother, i just know you will.

    *Hugs*
    ♥

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    1. EllaFebruary 14, 2015 at 12:16 PM

      Thank-you, dani! I love your optimism~ My mom is a generous person-I know we will figure it out-you are sweet~ Thank you!

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