any picture comes to my mind,
i try to give it a body of words,
love to sit on other blooms,
for honey, color, fragrance........
Thanks so much for writing to my prompt and for your take on Seraphine Louis's art!
Great take on this. It's so subtle but that rope caught my attention as well.
This is a wonderful response to the prompt......the "unsung end" - that sums up Seraphine's sad life.
Wow--I din't catch that sense of binding and boundary in her work, but now that your poem gave me the eyes, I see that she embedded protest as well as love. Even in the video I put with mine, the frame cramps the spirit. Thank you so much.
Unsung end...yes, it speaks of the artist so well. Beautiful poem
This made me feel sad that even though the flowers are beautiful, they are in fact dead... Lovely piece!
Delicate and nuanced - tinged with sadness. Lovely.
.When you observe the quality of the choir who is doing the singing of recognition and praise. It is of no real value. Her unsung end is of little importance. Her legacy is.Enjoyed your poem Sumana Thank you for bringing this artist to my attention..
The bouquet-lifeIs so tied upCut off from roots..This is an excellent metaphor, so apt for the theme of your poem.
So true ..
Lovely poem, Sumana. Thanks. k.
I admire the muted flowers beauty ~ Thanks for sharing ~Grace
Sumana, it is very sad when the flowers become mute....signals the end times or winter ahead!Thanks for being such a presence in my blog, for your always thoughtful comments. I appreciate this very much!
I love the voice you've given this work...beautiful indeed!
I believe we all loved this prompt. I just wanted to say thanks for stopping by to visit.
"unsung end us right on and the mood perfect.
Ah...sometimes, I am torn between picking the flowers and letting them wilt in their plants.
that close - perfect ~
Thank you for stopping by and sharing your valuable thoughts.........