Forsaken eyes bleed
under cloudless blue skies,
dripping brick veneer
down holy crowns
tearing thorn through flesh to
mess with its essence,
dispatching frequent pulses
that vibrate Satan’s wires.
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A shout out to Nicole Nicholson at We Write Poems for the picture prompt. "Nicole stumbled upon the work of an Australian street artist named Rone who creates a variety of striking graphic art on the streets of Melbourne."
7 comments:
Brenda, "Satan's wires" that is a powerful phrase. This is an excellent, concise piece. Not a wasted word.
Pamela
ps, did you get my email?
Satan's wires was a jolt! Great interpretation of this painting. Leaves me with a feeling of fear when I read it and see the photo.
Loved that title.
face on the wall
An amazing response to the prompt. I love how you included the entire image -- the sky and the wires besides just the woman's face on the wall -- to paint the scene. Your choice also worked very well towards the mood you created.
-Nicole
~Pamela :)
~Judy, It scares me a little, too.
~Guatami, Like many poems it serendipitously titled itself. I love when it comes that way.
Satan entered the piece to create tension with the crown of thorns. Good to see you here. Your eyes are beautiful!
~Nicole, Thank you for your kind words. It was my intention to pull the wires into the piece from the start. It's a beautiful old building. Thanks for sharing Rone's work in the prompt at We Write Poems.
I love that you included the wires; I haven't seen anyone else do that so far.
Oh, what a turn
I would never have found The Passion in that stencil, but it's there, plain as can be.
An awful lot of nice writing for such a small package, too
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