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| Photo courtesy of my daughter, texture applied by me. |
I remember a girl with yellow daisies
tucked behind a dainty ear.
Grass tickled her pink painted toes
as starry eyed she spun, unbridled.
Tresses caught in the corner of her mouth,
face flushed with hope and sun.
Mirrors don't lie. She let me go. Doubt,
fear, time, mark her unrecognizable.
And what about you? Have you
stopped dancing with me, too?
by Margaret Bednar, 11-14-2012
This is for Imaginary Garden With Real Toad's - Kerry's Wednesday Challenge, Breaking the Fourth Wall. Can the fourth wall be broken for rhetorical or dramatic effect? I tried.
I am also linking up with Kim Klassen's Texture Tuesday (top photo) applying the texture "kirsten". The theme was "dream". How coincidental was this as I wrote the poem before I checked the prompt.
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| Photo courtesy of my daughter |
17 comments:
Oh Margaret, you ACED it with this poem. So effective, the question at the end. And the two photos are superb. Your daughter is talented, too!
Beautiful photos, and you have also drawn the readers' attention towards your words . Well written :-)
Coming here is always delightful. There is a unique purity I've yet to see elsewhere.
I thank all three of you for your encouragement.
Rebelle - I often think it is rather juvenile, that I spell things out too much. Perhaps that is what poets (am I a poet?) struggle with continuously. Just know, your comment made me hold my breath and blush.
Great photos and lovely voice in poem . I think the dance goes on.
beautiful fresh poem
Dear Margaret,
The dance continues ... different music, altered beat ... until it fades, until it is no more. And yet, others will take up where we leave off.
Your poem is incredibly lovely.
I like this very much. Beautiful photographs.
loved the pics !
and of course the poem was intriguing ..
Great take on the prompt... love the ending.
This was beautiful and very effective. I love your daughter's photo too! What a talented family!
You and your daughter are quite the artistic pair!
Commenting here on someone else's comment.... I would rather have 'more' spelled out than 'less.' I loved the ending. (I think the dance will go on.) I am going to have to try one of those fourth wall poems. I have enjoyed EVERY one I have read.
oo prickly ending...a challenge to look at ourselves in that mirror now...nice...
already read your 55 so figured i would find one i had not...smiles.
happy friday
Exquisite poeming and photography!!
Sitting here Sat.AM with coffee looking to see what I missed of TT. I love these images. They make me long to race barefoot in the meadow! Aha....but it's winter now so will have to wait. Love your accompanying poetry too.
FABULUOUS. And the poem is good, too. :)
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