Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Wandering

Quiet all around me
in certain circumstances color intrudes
washed out reds,

brilliant blues,
striking yellow and pale orange
But I am in a pool here and function moves about me, I do not move
My fingers are not pressing keys
they are part of the shell shell, pretending to be me
but here
is me
so deep and lost inside, a fishhook couldn't find me.
My stunning boys in all their activity,
where are they now?
school
band
cars
grandma's
And my mind won't still.
Maybe I need a meditation class.
Quiet all around me, never inside.

6 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

good advice on my painting. I have decided to shelve it until the inspiration comes back...now I am just overthinking it! thanks!

2/4/09, 1:28 PM  
Blogger Yes said...

Meditation class sounds like a can't-lose situation! Could be the key to a lot of things...

Love the colors in the picture!

2/5/09, 4:38 PM  
Blogger goatman said...

The graphic is very enticing. Is that a collage? I am looking into collages at the moment in hopes of future muse come springtime.

I suspect quiet on the inside will come -- through practice, patience ,and hope.

The best of the day to ya!

2/6/09, 2:30 PM  
Blogger Jon said...

another lovely poem... you use the medium so well too... the fading colors... reinforces the content...

and that last line... sublime...

2/8/09, 12:25 AM  
Blogger Echo said...

Millie, you are welcome, your work is intrigueing,

Firebird, thanks!

goatman, it is a collage and a negative image. Green chilies roasting and peeled. Strange results.
Thanks for the confidence sometimes I think the quiet will never come, I have to practice harder.

Hopper, thanks, I appreciate how you always stick with me and support my lines.

2/9/09, 6:54 AM  
Blogger goatman said...

I had to come back for another looky at your collage, after expanding it and perusing I can see how detailed and interesting it is. Very nice.
I do a bit of meditation and find that the thoughts always streaming through my mind are less distracting if I kind of observe them from above, flowing by and do not react to them. It's a process of not trying. Pretty soon the thoughts go by as they will but you are at peace. Takes awhile though and I am still not totally able to get into the "groove" all of the time.

2/19/09, 12:54 PM  

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