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http://www.redbubble.com/people/catrinarno/works/10107033-schneewei-chen-snow-white

Schneeweißchen (Snow-White) by Catrin Welz-Stein

How is it…

you say you love me

I want you to adore me…

How is there a “but?”

While moving into your large, inclusive, warm hug,

noticing you put your head down on my chest,

I try to be fearless

elegant

and strong.

I should be scared

of you.

but your tenderness,

confidence,

and power

make me wonder…

are we stopping each other from moving on

or is there harmony and trust?

I CANNOT LOOK AT YOU RIGHT NOW.

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This beautiful artwork is of Catrin Welz-Stein called SCHNEEWEISSCHEN (SNOW-WHITE).

The artist invited writers at dVerse Poets Pub to write to some chosen pieces of her artwork.

Although I didn’t write about snow white, but the image in this particular piece of art moved me.

Thank you Catrin Welz-Stein and thank you Claudia Schoenfeld for this wonderful opportunity.

Please go visit Catrin Welz-Stein’s site as well as many creative and talented poets from dVerse Poets Pub.

and I am

Madonna (Edvard Munch, 1894)

Madonna (Edvard Munch, 1894)

an oily drop of red and black

illuminates the darkest corner of my being,

strip-stripping my clothing

to my naked heart’s beat-beating.

sunken hopes and shouting thoughts

in the spider’s web are caught,

yet, inviting the other eye to hear and taste

to touch and spread to a different place,

an unlike home than that I gave

but not for me to like or crave

for now the livingness of my chord

plays in another and there it grows…

 

and I am 

* Join the discussion on Ars Poetica at dVerse~Poets Pub – the one year celebrations!

ink blots


drip drops, blits blots

tiny little pebbles lead the way.

their color black

or blue. their song is

colored too.


this is how it comes together

meaningful lines

on ice.

retrospectively it’s supposed to be clever

and defined,

not rough

just art.

 
clinging to meaning and feeling

beyond the pictures shaped by

drops that

drip blots.


it’s a love making technique,

sometimes just shoving, no love,

just fucking and breaking my soul.

but, it is here

and it is me

no more.


~at dVerse, emmet wheatfall met us at the bar to talk about the craft of writing poetry. we were invited to write about writing, and so here it is… 

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