A Passion for Creativity

Framing Of A Different Kind

There was an email from the Thumbing Through Blog today-a new post about a writing challenge, Beman’s Write Harder Challenge. Among other things, it mentioned poetry. Ears perked! One of the reasons I love poetry is that I can put punctuation, capitals, and whatever, wherever I want. It’s sort of like putting shapes, lines & color where needed in a painting. Here’s to the challenge, Ann Beman.

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Framing

In the window frame,

black, two panes

above the computer

the morning sky sits rectangle tall

and thick gray.

On the left, only there

is a pine cluster

thirty branches angling, curving

each less than an inch round

but flat against this light.

The black spiny silhouette

scratchy needles poking

up down sideways

quite unbalanced

all of it.

this won’t do of course

compositionally

none of it

That center vertical window bar

will have to go.

And what is the content here?

Washed-out gray is somber

no, kind of blah

yes, definitely blah

perhaps a touch of cerulean

maybe rain threatening

deep scarlet or orange

brushed over cloud edges

is called for.

Plump those clouds for definition

simplify those messy boughs,

prune, add green,

some of it.

Then as if the light changed

turning slyly back on her

she becomes the framed

limbed reflection,

looking back

into that space

observing the thoughts.

How often this reaction

adjusting visual elements

rarely seeing or accepting

what is, instead

imagining a world reorganized

to some design ideal

with artistic mind play.

That is it, always it.