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Words from Paint: Connection

10 Sunday Mar 2013

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When one love finds the other—

loveLike an elephant curling up with its mate.

A yin hugging its yang.

Perhaps not so flip-flop on opinions.

Although there will always be ample debate

hats through the years. But maybe a fancy

top hat soon for a celebration or just amoon

moonlit walk that could turn into watching

the sun burst over the ocean.

Music streams from you and makes me

constantly dancing.

cheese and wineWine, cheese, and bread:

Now just add Monte Cristo.

But no matter, a slow dance is

an even better addition.hat heart

Two hearts beating against each other in slow motion.

Words from Paint: Corner Dream

10 Sunday Mar 2013

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fire waterWater flows over fire, but it won’t put out the seething.fish

They talk awhile like two fish swimming too close together.

Like the cherries clumping together on the tree.

A dream catcher wrapped in eternity with adream cherries

four leaf clover lost somewhere in the center.

Here, just let me balance it out a bit.

Afterall, it’s a long fall from our golden copper roll.

A fade into the distance or perhaps rising above.

More annoying that a spot that keeps seeping through.

Gotta be careful. Don’t know which route goes where

until somewhat down the way.

But all things seem to come back around.

Just smile and start with, “Hello.”
infinity

Words from Paint: Twister Ring

10 Sunday Mar 2013

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picnic valleyA simple picnic—a moment in their lives.

Susie hugging her bear—Tim & Todd tugging her pig tails—

All three incarcerated in big sister Flora’s bored gaze.

She lies on her side in the soft grass and

Watches lithe clouds pass by, ever transforming.

Flora swears one cloud has the neck of a giraffe & head of a baby elephant.cloud

Her imagination conjures up green spots, and

a tuft of black hair with a matching hat to its skin.

In her mind, the elephant opens a set of eyes,

And they are the same shade of blue as Jack’s.

She drifts on his image, but then shakes her head.

He said he’d call, she thinks. Phew! It’s still cooler

out here than in that house. Flora usually calls it their mutated barn.

The mocking silence of the kitchen phone, and

The kids on full-boil energy had driven her out of the coop

and into the valley next to where her family’s home resides.

There are some trees for shade—while being just out of ring distance—

but still within Mama’s scream—so Susie, Tim & Todd could have their  fill.

Blink back to the present, and then she’s up with the swing. “Susanne!”

A flurry of blue cotton down the hill, and she separates

the mixture of children, dirt, & squeals of who started it.

“I don’t care. You are siblings. You have to be nice to each other.”

What a load, she thinks. Alice & Tom have never stopped picking on me.

twisterHauling the basket, & Susie’s hand, she decided on the story for nap time.

On the crest of the hill, the kids clump closer together, & she realizes it’s

unnaturally quiet—Not a single bird chirping, or cruising, on this hot,

almost-summer day.  Flora freezes & the children clutch to her skirt at the

horror unrolling in front of them. A colossal, swirling tower of wind,

energy, debris, & natural rage rips through their father’s barn and mother’s garden,

blasting Earth and everything connected to it into shreds.

She drops to the ground—huddles the—shaking—kids close; their young eyes

can comprehend complete destruction when it is right in front of them.

Glancing back at the scene she had watched for hours through a daydream filter,

the giraffe-elephant-Jack is little more than a loosely knitted gossamer veil.

The sky has turned peculiar colors; perhaps the green spotted cloud hadn’t been all her imagination. Forcing herself to face the situation—only to be shocked again—

it is zigging their way. Then the twister changes its mind and charges the house directly—house twister

T-minus 30-seconds until the whole things gone.

Alas, before the Monster goes through the front door, it slopes to the left and just takes off the remodeled den. The cyclones energy starts disappearing

From the bottom

up

until everything held high has dropped.

A surge of adrenaline—Flora grabs Susie & Tim—Todd runs along her side,

even running ahead and throwing open the storm cellar doors for her.

In any other moment, she’d praise his chivalry for wanting her to go before him—

but not while her blood is curdling from anxiety. A stomp of her foot,

and he descends—Tim & Susie follow suit.

Slamming the doors and then locking the chain,

She imagines a ring—Jack picking up & her heart singing—

because she can’t wait to tell him her story.

A note about a new series: Words from Paint

10 Sunday Mar 2013

Posted by kels! in Art and other Creative things, creative writing, literature, school stories!, writing

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This blog archives some of my poetry along with the random & lyrical prose that I produce for content. I also have a page on here called My Art that has chronicled past art projects I have been, or had been, working on. That page has not been updated in what seems like forever, even though I’ve made much art since then. But now, with the series of blogs in conjunction with HashtagOctothorpe that will start after this post, Words From Paint takes a large 18×24 acrylic painting I finished March 2012 and accompanies sections with narrative fiction, poetry, and microfiction.

Excess Paint Expanded.

The text that goes along with the pictures is not supposed to fix the meaning of the images, but instead to open up the interpretation of what could be. The stories are just one story that could go with each scene. Later perhaps I will come back and create entirely new stories for each section of images, but for now they stand as influenced stories to expand the meaning of the paint.

I will reblog the finished link to HashtagOctothorpe when it is up.

Enjoy!

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