this begins so sweetly, and ends with a little dark, mysterious twist. are the red wolves something to be feared? something that threatens to mar summer's soft and tender beauty? or are they in hiding, literally, from some danger to themselves? personally, i vote for the first meaning... and hope to enjoy the "tender grasses" and "soft breezes" every chance i get, before the wolves strike...
Anonymous said…
you blow me away. smiles.
Anonymous said…
Jingle appreciates your support to our poetry potluck. Our week 41 Theme is: Saints, Monks, and Meditations, Yet, old poems or poems unrelated to our theme are welcome… ;) Always, your poetry is sunshine to us! Looking forward to seeing U on Sunday, 8pm or later. Stay Blessed, Love and hugs. xoxox
It is a beautiful, pastoral image. I kept looking for the red wolves in hiding, a bit like those puzzles children get where they are up in the trees somewhere and you have to find them but none came jumping out at me. Still, I like the twisty ending. It is very cool and leaves one guessing. xo, Noelle
What a fantastic photo. The ghostly images look like Wendy, Caspers friend, you know, the friendly witch. Red foxes? Wise, crafty. Hiding in the tall grass. Ready to steal your food. You are a gem amongst stones Meri.
So. . . according to the time and place of my birth, my Sun is in Virgo. My Moon is in Scorpio. My rising sign (Ascendant) is in Aries. I tend toward perfectionism and can be critical, sometimes directing it at others but mostly toward myself. I have emotional depth and when I fall in love, I'm totally committed and expect the same of my Beloved (though my secret fear is betrayal). I like being active and my mind is quick. Knowledge is important to me, as is mastery of things that interest me. I tend to dive into things headfirst and sometimes I let myself go hogwild. . . and wear myself out. And often, once I know as much about something as I need to know, I lose interest and am off to the next shiny thing. What's your profile? (And I know that the good stuff applies, but the bad stuff is just so much bunk.)
It's been a while since I worked in my "real" art journal, the one I collage and draw in after having painted the watercolor paper pages with liquid watercolors. Well. . . painted is probably not an accurate depiction, since I usually saturate a wadded up paper towel and smear the damp paint on, or maybe sponge it on. And then wait. And wait. Waiting for the page to dry. Then I begin to glue various things onto pages with Yes paste or acrylic gel medium. And wait again. It can sometimes take two or three days to find just the right things for the page, adhere them, and wait for the layer to dry so I can build in the next one. Meanwhile, the thickness of my art journal expands like an unruly waistline. Digital art journaling, on the other hand, is much tidier. And quicker. And just as layered and nuanced. I make these babies on Polyvore.com. If you're interested in learning how, email me (meriak@y...
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this begins so sweetly, and ends with a little dark, mysterious twist. are the red wolves something to be feared? something that threatens to mar summer's soft and tender beauty? or are they in hiding, literally, from some danger to themselves? personally, i vote for the first meaning... and hope to enjoy the "tender grasses" and "soft breezes" every chance i get, before the wolves strike...
smiles.
Our week 41 Theme is: Saints, Monks, and Meditations,
Yet, old poems or poems unrelated to our theme are welcome… ;)
Always, your poetry is sunshine to us!
Looking forward to seeing U on Sunday, 8pm or later.
Stay Blessed,
Love and hugs.
xoxox
xo,
Noelle
Peace to you
Weekend Reflection
love the intrigue!
I love your haiku comment on my haiku post!!!
Have a lovely weekend
Sue x
Beautiful offering today.
Happy Summer, Talented One.
it is a crazy hot summer...our weekend was teaming with the laughter of stephanie and greg over many a delicious meal and stories shared.
now i am playing catch up with haiku...not to mention the allure of plaster.
red foxes indeed!