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Monday, April 2, 2018

2018 PAD Challenge - Day 2, Portrait Poem

From Robert Lee Brewer:

For today’s prompt, write a portrait poem. You can use an actual portrait to write an ekphrastic poem. Or think up an image from real life. Or fake life. Or don’t be so literal; instead of writing a poem that describes a portrait, use the poem to frame a moment or lifestyle or whatever. By the way, how many times did I type “or” in this paragraph?

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  1. I decided that if I'm going to write a short poem each day (have to do my books today, first Monday of the month) I will try to make it a continuous poem. I may not do it every day but I'll include the past ones as we go.

    Secrets slither down
    hallways concealed by doorways
    eclipsed by shadows

    Her red lips red hair
    red dress shimmer in dim light
    as the door opens

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    1. Oooh I am liking it and intrigued.

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    2. yes i love the mystery of this endeavor! and this is a wonderfully intriguing little poem

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    3. great idea! I love the mystery of wondering how this is going to turn out! So far it is quite intriguing.

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    4. Victoria, I like your senryus. They are going to make quite a poem if you put 30 of them together!

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    5. nice victoria. love the onomatopia with slither and shimmer - love and peace - paul.

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  2. How does the sun do that?
    light up her wrinkles until they glow
    as if they were soft rays of light
    an extension of the sun itself.
    I look into ancient eyes
    understand she knows more
    than I could ever dream.
    Wisdom beyond our comprehension
    a sadness encompasses her face
    lips soft and stern at once admonish
    I can almost see her shake her head in sorrow
    tears flow from my own eyes
    my heart hurts and melts
    unconsciously I reach out to her
    for what? comfort? She is a face on a canvass.
    How does the sun do that?

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    1. Beautiful. Is this about an actual painting?

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    2. one I saw at the art gallery here when an artist had a showing. his work was awesome. couldn't afford it but it was free to look :-)

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    3. Wow! I really loved this poem. I could see the painting and the sun glowing off the old woman's face. Nice job!!

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    4. Bonnie, as usual your poem is magnificent! I really enjoyed listening to it.

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    5. paintings and ladies faces always look better in sunlight than electric light bonita.....candle light is good - love and peace - paul.

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    6. Magnificent poem AND portrait. Loved the way you put in your reaction too.

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  3. His blessing shows
    the holes in his hands
    a sacred heart is on his gown
    eyes that penetrate
    like the nails from his wounds
    makes you feel
    that He is searching
    your very soul
    or maybe forgiving you
    of those sins
    but...
    one thing troubles me...
    it bothers me and boggles
    my mind
    He looks Anglo-Saxon
    shouldn't He be brown?

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    1. lol! yes he should but as Victoria once told me god created man in his image so man returned the favor...you caught me off guard with the turn of tone on this one

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    2. Yup. The last line got me too! And yes, he should be. LOL. Nice take on the prompt.

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    3. indeed wolfie. history makers have a habit of making all hero's white. it helps with the propaganda - love and peace -paul.

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    4. Missed this one, love it!!! You are right on. Your poem is nicely witten as well as cogent. Fine combination.

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    5. Paul Bole, Im replying here to yours, liked it a lot! you are doing so well with your poetry. Congratulations.

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  4. Picturesque and still
    robust and mixed up
    it drains out and over flows
    like a drinking cup

    a source of life
    and a place to live
    a body of water
    with a lot to give

    below the surface
    it teams with life
    with each species locked
    in survival strife

    a whole different place
    with liquid restrictions
    with no time for morality
    or lengthy benedictions

    it's a day to day place
    hour to hour
    the biggest and fastest
    hold all the power

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    1. love it Paul! especially the fourth verse. well done!

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    2. Nice rhythm and rhyme. I love it that you took such a different direction on the "portrait" prompt.

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    3. this is about the most beautiful thing i ever painted.

      PAINT A PRETTY PICTURE

      she wouldn't go out without her make up
      but her alcoholism made her shake
      the crying could have filled a lake
      so while her booze she did sup
      i'd paint her beautiful face
      mascara, foundation, blusher and lipstick. i painted her while she put on silk and lace

      changed her lipstick from red to pink
      made her skin as smooth as a skating rink
      after two weeks, she said i did her make up better than she did
      just a touch more paint on that pretty eyelid.

      i'm gonna be normally a day behind on these promts. time difference and delayed trains and such. i'll try and keep up - love - paul.

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    4. a different take on the prompt but it works... lines need a bit of work but for a poem a day hey! we do the best we can...

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    5. thanks for commenting bonita. i know you know who i'm talking about and i know you hate her.no you know you who in the library ( may have overused the word " know " in that last sentence ) - love and pretty pictures - paul.

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    6. An excellent poem. The subject ...well less said the better. Poignant portrait.

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    7. Good one, and clever. I like all the images as you lay them down. Like brush strokes!

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    8. To both Paul's, good jobs on your work!!! You both painted beautiful pictures for us!!!

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  5. Portrait

    At the dentist
    Open mouth insert needle
    Novocain numbs me.

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  6. Sorry I'm a day late...busy days!

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  7. April is a rough month for all of us. Sometimes there is just no time to write a poem a day so we all have to play "catch up" once in awhile. Good job on your senryu!!!

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  8. Thanks! I appreciate your comment so much.

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