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Picasso
PICASSO
Picasso had his way with me last night
He rearranged my face and I awakened
To an altered Reality.
My left eye was like a Star of Bethlehem
Shining in the back of my head
That I may see where I have been
To be assured—
To answer my question—
Have I been walking along the right Path?
And I was blessed with 20/20 hindsight,
An optical illusion,
How the darkness meets the light.
My right eye was just under my left foot,
Gathering dust from the ground I still walk upon,
Even as my soul wanders into an ever-present,
Dark infinity, just beyond my tenuous grasp
Into daybreak,
Into the songs of a meadow lark,
Into the blades of grass, my homecoming
A masterpiece in vibrating colours and mystical
Sounds.
My nose disappeared altogether,
It clung to the seascape just ahead of me,
Breathing deep from the ocean,
The deepest blue,
And the brine had marked its passage
Along the bridge,
And I saw a starfish bow, and
The songs of kelp were turquoise, with
Smatterings of fuchsia.
And I wondered what he did with my lips,
Were they sealed in some blooming desert?
Amoung the parched white bones of frightened creatures
Burned by the sun?
Were they hanging on the cross,
Painted in the timber?
Silenced for eternity?
Picasso rearranged my face last night,
And freed my lusty soul.
Critiques
weirdelf
17 years 9 months ago
You made a profoundly
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
Disturbing? I hadn’t
weirdelf
17 years 9 months ago
mmm, you know I have an MA in visual arts,
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
I adore both Kandinsky and
yenti
17 years 9 months ago
Welllllll
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
Exactly. Every human being
weirdelf
17 years 9 months ago
oh Anna, I love you for that comment
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
My favourite *teaching* is
panaella
17 years 9 months ago
fractured reality
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
Glad you enjoyed it, Ellie.
themoonman
17 years 9 months ago
From the first line
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
Tingling? O my. :-)Love.~A
W.C.Wampler
17 years 9 months ago
This is beautiful.
Linda Moses
17 years 9 months ago
Anna
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
Ahhh shucks, wcw and
Rett
17 years 9 months ago
Hi Anna
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
And did I ever tell you, you
Rett
17 years 9 months ago
OMG
pinksheep
17 years 9 months ago
Picasso
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
There’s a very small Miro
pinksheep
17 years 9 months ago
May
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
That is a line that echoes
barbsdad2003
17 years 9 months ago
Brilliant!
RSScheerer
17 years 9 months ago
Anna, Anna
Rolwright
17 years 9 months ago
Always as beautiful as what you write
Barbara Writes
17 years 9 months ago
Beautiful poem
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
What a nice surprise. I
Rob Graber
17 years 9 months ago
To identify onesself as a
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
I’m glad you *got* that,
Rob Graber
17 years 9 months ago
It's Rob, not Ron
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
Pardonez-moi. Rob. I was
pinksheep
17 years 9 months ago
I
Janice Pearce
17 years 9 months ago
Picaso
Mohammad Yamin Iraqi
17 years 9 months ago
Picasso
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
Thank you pinksheep.
leonard daranjo
17 years 9 months ago
PICASSO HAS ALWAYS FASCINATED AND INTRIGUED ME
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
Hi Leonard…thanks for
pinksheep
17 years 9 months ago
May
Ink
17 years 9 months ago
Fantastic
pinksheep
17 years 9 months ago
On
pinksheep
17 years 9 months ago
Also
pinksheep
17 years 9 months ago
I
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
Well dear…. with your 3
Kailashana
17 years 9 months ago
I don’t want to exclude
yenti
17 years 9 months ago
Just to say
infinite_dwarf
17 years 9 months ago
Anna!!!
pinksheep
17 years 8 months ago
was