Her Pen Waits - ReadWritePoem.Org "Get Your Poem On" #99

Perhaps because I am an actor, this week’s prompt from ReadWritePoem.Org “Get Your Poem On” appealed to me from a visual as well as a language perspective. We were to “set the scene” rather than “describe the action”….

 

So I created a scene in my mind where a writer suddenly disappears. She is seen, every dawn, on her porch and one day – while her coffee is on her desk and her pen is poised to write,

She vanishes.

 

Enjoy.

 

 

Where is the writer?

The one whose pen waits, patient

Coffee mist still rising

 

Conifer shadow

Electricity spurts forth

Without the on switch

 

 

Books in stacks hover

"Read me, next, choose me at dawn"

No reader, no life comes

 

 
  

Cat seeks her owner

Absent perfume scent lingers

Tail hugs Queen Anne chair

 

 

Forty five degrees

Angle, that is, seat still warm

Why is no one here?

 

 

 

 

Comments

[jone]

I love the photos and the mystery. Love the books begging to be chosen.

[Anthony North]

You give an eerie feel to this this, and the pictures set it off perfectly.

[Derrick]

Hi Julie,

Fun combination of words and pictures. What has happened to the writer? Is no-one home? She's gone in to answer the telephone!

[Julie Jordan Scott]

tee hee hee... I am not saying what happened to that crazy writer, that is part of the fun... in my journal I wrote these words:

"The essence of the scene lives in the questions the audience asks while looking at the scene, the screen image"... and that was what I attempted to convey.

So grateful for your time in reading and commenting today, Jone, Anthony and Derrick!

[gautami tripathy]

I loved the visual way you created the set up!

scrawled sheet of paper

[Susan]

So good to see the space, the sacred space, where you create.

[Zouxzoux]

A lady after my own heart - combining photography and poetry. I need to do that more often.
Love - love - love this! It's both mysterious and teasing. You did a super job with this prompt!

[Ana]

The combination between images and verse is so cool. The desk faces the street.The empty chair in the last photo is an invitation to sit and continue the dialog/poem .
...and I sit here
thanks for the lemonade
the opportunity to share
I love it.

[Paul Oakley]

Nice, since we know our writer is busy taking pictures, that we feel so open to speculate why she's not at her desk or in her Queen Anne chair. Despite knowing where she is, I think she's taken a bathroom break. That second cup of steaming coffee works in more than one way. :)

Thanks for sharing your writing space with us, Julie. Great place out of which to write. The morning light is wonderful!

[Cynthia Short]

This is like a performance piece in a way...very imaginative! (I think she just might be in the bathroom...)ha!

[David Moolten]

I like the simple progression of this and how it manages to let the narrator step out of herself in a very realized way (through the photographs). Neat idea, wryly but not self-consciously self-referential.

[irene]

An interesting visual poem Julie!! The absence of the author. The invisible reader.

[Linda Fraser]

The author has gone to phone the electrician to come and discover why the electricity is "spurting without a switch". The pictures and the words set a mysterious scene without the subject. I enjoyed exploring it. Thanks, Julie!

[tamra at laughingdove]

What a great string of haiku images and words!

[Julie Jordan Scott]

I enjoy reading each comment... and yes, my porch will continue to welcome me but wow, do my kids really need to litter the front of it like that?!

Loved this prompt and have enjoyed visiting your blogs and reading your poetry as well.

Brava/Bravo, one and all!

[pieceofpie]

i could not help but to notice the shadows of things has just as much life as the lifeless...