Assemblage and more...

Today I had to do a poetry prompt at the Imaginary Garden.  I chose to share another artist's view. Annie Lockhart has taken gathered objects and assembled them into "Objects of Reflection".  I was intrigued, when I saw her art inspired poetry.  She gathers inspiration from flea markets, yard sales, antique store, and more.  Her magic involves glue, Liquid Nails(clear), wire and more.  She uses her intuition to form her pieces, then takes these symbols, and writes poetry.

 I thought this would make an interesting prompt.  I don't have the material to make one, right now. I do hope to gather the necessary elements, the glue and wire and will give it a try. I did create two smaller ones. One uses a whisk and the other I just clipped up with tiny clothespins.  Here is my first attempt:

 I hung pearls and snowflakes from my ceiling fan. One after Christmas find, an ornament with 3 frosted butterflies and a fake crystal on the end. I draped turquoise silk around the butterflies, to reflect the endless blue winter sky.  

Crystalline dust lends magic to undisturbed thought
Soul protects frosted memories

Cocoon dreams tucked in fluffy white blanket

Butterfly kisses lend faith to transformation

Gentle wings lightly lift off

to endure change

Snowflake’s view unique

brilliance arrives

in journey

The other part of the exercise is to make a list, gather a few of your favorite items. A list of 10+ items, then jot down what they symbolize and write a poem.

blue bird-hope

anchor-my soul

feather-my heritage, my plumage

nest-move(I know, sounds horrible, but I have moved a lot)

bird-soar, journey

Admit one ticket-my talent, gift

dried rose-where I grew up

shell-home(guess from being tossed about by the sea, I married a sailor)

house-heart

Tatting-create

Red Cardinal-family that is deceased

green cloth-reflects my view

key-what is essential

whisk-I bent it into hearts(stirred)

Blue bird moves my anchor
from house filled with red feathers
Tatting memories stir my longings for
timeworn, gray wharf and rosy view
green ticket, my key to soar
dreams nested
in an endless sea of detours
heart bends as lost dreams haunt me
Nautilus' journey cryptic
uncharted venture won't tarnish
my house key

Give it a try! You might be a poet and didn't even know it~(my father said this all the time)

It is the first Wednesday of  2012. Every first Wednesday of the month is another installment of  IWSG. Alex Cavanaugh is an author, Ninja, rocker and brain child behind this unique gathering.  It is a wonderful support group mixed with writers who have been published and those who are insecure and losing focus. There is wisdom and support in this insecure gathering. Come by and check it out. YOU can make some new friends and learn you aren't alone in this process.  For me, insecurity comes in waves. I feel good  about I wrote, than an hour later,  I wonder, "What was I thinking?"  I think we have to keep surfing in uncharted waters, to learn,  to develop our sea legs and become better. I am looking into a creative writing course and I need to refresh my grammar. I apologize to those of you who see the errors of my ways!  I know I am weak and need to work on my skills, but it is a process.  A great mind expressed:  we need to learn the rules, then break them.  I am breaking them and don't know it...not cool!
                              “Know the rules well, so you can break them effectively.”
                                                                                         ― Dalai Lama XIV

So, go surf, swim and sink, but once down you will rise back up and find another way!  It takes practice and rules to get us back on track!