Think Tank Thursday and this week's prompt is # 57 Loneliness. It amazes me how we can be in a crowd and be lonely. I am not dismissing this; it has happened to me. I just think sometimes our soul isn't ready to extend and reach out. Sometimes our mood is diluted by a memory; this allows for a disconnect. It is sad when the disconnect lasts to long~
diluted indigo mood
damp dripping sepia settles in a puddle of India ink
black, wet, fluid eyes
puddle on pages of prose
emulsion blurs in gray mattered memories
water color dreams arrive in tepid sleep
awaking to muddy red thoughts
trampled
time out
black n' white stillness
color will reappear
in gouache movement
when ready, dip fingerprints into soul's facets
reflective light will arrive
in fragments of unfiltered light
blotting memories
blending new plans
I will make another canvas
round, red sable will dance with me
exposing my new field of view
diluted indigo mood
damp dripping sepia settles in a puddle of India ink
black, wet, fluid eyes
puddle on pages of prose
emulsion blurs in gray mattered memories
water color dreams arrive in tepid sleep
awaking to muddy red thoughts
trampled
time out
black n' white stillness
color will reappear
in gouache movement
when ready, dip fingerprints into soul's facets
reflective light will arrive
in fragments of unfiltered light
blotting memories
blending new plans
I will make another canvas
round, red sable will dance with me
exposing my new field of view
Comments
Lovely to read your work after quite a while.
Sometimes a crowd just makes it worse.
A journey through the world of loneliness, but with a positive ending.
Loved your words and the prompt!
Best wishes, Eileen
PS: Like your new Blog image Ella.
Elizabeth
I too love your new page design...the header is incredible:)
Remember the good times, the best of you n' yours~ This keeps their memory alive! xXx
Lynette-Thank you; this turtle was in my back yard. I saw it bobbling along and had to run in the house and grab my camera. Yes, I think we all have had our moments with this one. I still couldn't quite get the words I wanted; I might try a rewrite~
Creatology-Sunshine smiles to you~
Thank you; I was at camp using a cheap watercolor set I bought at a grocery store. It stirred my thoughts and I jotted some of this down. Some of it came together today~
Daydreamertoo-I am glad you like it and that I ended it on a positive note. We all can have and will have these moments, but it is up to us to remake, redefine them and move forward~ Thank you~
Kim-Thank you so much; I had some reflective time at camp and wrote 1/2 of it. Wow, you are to kind, but I love the thought ;D
Diane-I was an only child for 6 yrs; it is strange how loneliness invades our moments in time. I hope you had a lot of friends to take the edge off~
Elizabeth-Thank you; I wrote most of it at camp; I was dabbling with a cheap kid's watercolor set and paper. I use to paint and want to again... I look forward to your take~
Thank you Eileen; I can't wait to read yours~ I did want to end on a positive note.
Anthony-I am a loner type, too. I do have moments where I want to be surrounded, but when I am creative I prefer to hear my thoughts. My family isn't so loud , but the TV, their music, add a howling beagle; life isn't dull~
Marian-Thank you; yes, I thought I need to have the paint brush glide across the paper; end on a positive spin~
kaykuala-Yes, if only it was as easy as it sounds! I do think the beauty is in changing our view. Recreating our canvas, our mood~Thank you!
Dezzy-I think we all can relate on some level~ Thank you for sharing your voice!
Alex-Thank you; yes, so true~ I hate that feeling!
Yvonne.
I love your take on the prompt. : )
Sherry-Thank you, I'm having fun doing it~ Poemwise-I actually thought the way the water and paint move or not would make a lovely way to express feelings.
Thank you Yvonne, a talented lady who can write a poem about peas :D
Erika-Thank you, it was an interesting write for me.
water color dreams arrive in tepid sleep" Just beautiful!
Pamela
"diluted indigo mood
damp dripping sepia settles in a puddle of India ink
black, wet, fluid eyes
puddle on pages of prose"
and
"color will reappear
in gouache movement"
Wonderful Imagery, I loved this! :-)
damp dripping sepia settles in a puddle of India ink
Loved it!
Ellie Garratt
Love the
'blotting memories' line
Great - does me good to read these - they're rather like Dylan words .. those melancholic songs .. I can see this as a song ..
Thank you .. great read - Hilary
roughwaterjohn-Thank you so much; I was reflecting on how time had changed my view. I knew I had to see it in a positive way~
Scarlett-I am taken back, but happy your liked it. I use to paint, perhaps I should again...Thank you so much~
Lolamouse-I think of color being so telling of one's mood~ Thank you!
I was sad, but saw only I could change the view~
Dr. Pearl-I love your description; thank you so much~
gsb3-Thank for taking the time to comment and stop by :D
I really appreciate you stopping by~
E-Thank you; I like your sign name ;D
Ellie-Thank you so much; I think of you every time I go to the cafe! ;D
Thank you Phillip, to be fair I trul was painting when I penned this... :D
Susannah-It was something I wrote when I went camping. I was alone and reflective on how camping use to be~ Thank you so much!
Henry-Thank you so much! :D
Pamela-Thank you it means a lot coming from you!
Hi Ed-Nice to meet you; I think we have met before ;D Thank you~
Olga-You are so kind; Thank you so much~
OO-Yes, I am an encourager; how did you know?! ;D Thank you so much~