An Ordinary girl -in- An ordinary Moment

Definitely a profound quote which propelled me to think deeper the similarities of humans trying so hard to pull away from the core of our being.
Thank you AEmelia for always appreciating my work..much love to you.

Brava Layla! You filled my head with fascinating color combinations. I love the Picasso quote.

Yes me too, thank you GW.
I was looking at picasso's work from the age of teens to later on and how it became more and more abstract, i was thinking if subconsciously we try to do that to shield our vulnerability.

What a wise observation! I know I certainly complicate my life unnecessarily. That's what draws me to your poetry. You tend to write about memories of people and places that have a mystical simplicity to them.

beautiful Layla this is layered in beautiful images of the erotic
so subtly done that it is a masterpiece of thought...

so captivating...

love Crim

I am always fascinated by history, from early Phoenicians to Egyptians and how color played such a crucial role in expression but here as writers we use our words to sculpt and paint as vividly as we can to describe how we feel.  I hope i was able to portray here the deep void we feel as artists.
Thank you Dear Brenda for enjoying this take of mine.

This is such an incredible piece of poetry, it has left me in awe. So many lines and images strike me in such a powerful manner.







~anonshadow


~anonshadow

Sometimes I'm afraid of my own imagination ;)
Thankfully i don't dwell in it 24/7 otherwise i would make myself crazy, thank you Anon for appreciating this poem, i'm always humbled by your support.

Then you must stay

And i do, because the mind is the most fascinating 'planet' there is :)

That really was beautiful, and powerful.

Thank you BB, i appreciate your time and the comment, glad you liked it :)

This...
filled me with sadness in the narrative.
The recycling of the blue depressing heart ache was astounding. The confusion of the self identity explored in the first stanza made me feel the sadness of the fifteen years of anguish. The imagery in the second has a therapeutic feel that left me feeling as though the therapy was never completed or didn't work.

I felt the third stanza like a lightning bolt. I too have a history with love that talks more about broken than healed. I felt that you portray the no guilt beautifully with the "lack of conscious" line.

As the piece moves into the art of painting, it flows differently in a way only an artist could put it. Bring with it that emotional turmoil of loneliness and feeling empty when we are surrounded by people trying to do good.

I don't agree with most the assessments above at all. I felt sadness, longing, an almost lost and empty feeling in this write... My comprehension of the metaphores was way more human than I've seen from others in their comments. The beauty of poetry. When you read what you need to get out of it.
Let that be a testament to the quality of this poem.

Well written, genius. Anything but ordinary in the writing about being an ordinary person in an ordinary world.

The Picasso quote is perfectly placed.

Blue Skies at you lady.

Al
;)

Thank you Al for well thought out, deeply traced and assessed assessment.  

i can write  another poem, a more transparent version of this write but that would not be me..(perhaps the ghostwriter in me  can do that lol)  
because metaphors come as naturally as breathing air for several reasons...
The short end of the story behind this poem is.. i do not know how to paint but have always wanted, admired anyone who could, hell nowadays even my signature has become lazy that it no longer resembles of anything close to my name, like a child's thread of a kite flying in the air.

The only thing i can do well is paint my face with makeup and its my zen moment in the morning, ritualistic and methodic and i have the most beautiful, complimentary, variety of colors that any palette can offer from all over the world and yet that morning i noticed another line under my eye and nothing i could do could camuflouge or cover the depth of weariness of life kept showing in its furrow.
Just like metaphors shielding my vulnerability and the imagery i use in my poetry to trasport myself to other worlds and dimensions, a makeup palette is used for the same purpose. I want to be somethng unlike how i feel.
(notice: i said 'feel' and not 'look')

And here is another morning of getting ready for work and i am sitting cross-legged with a cup of coffee thinking how i could steal another moment from this space that we writers have the ability to create for ourselves but time becomes better thief than we are, as we age.

I can't thank you enough for all the inspirations, the letters and the support.
Life is truly full of surprises when we realize how one small incident, happenstance can create that monumental butterfly effect.

Hope your day is beautiful, mine is just starting :)

There is a very pleasing syllabic flow, overall. Your description of the content to AL helped me to understand it better. With that, I was able to better follow the metaphors and form mental imagery. Would just be redundant to continue, but the feeling is both subtle and genuine. Beautifully done.

Daniel