Vivian Maier Self Portrait - Visual Prompt from Magpie Tales
how would I describe it?
perhaps wrap its
description in
cyan? cerulean? teal?
instead I consider
repeated infinity, I stare back
expecting -
the wallpaper to spring to life?
the camera to flash?
the coffee to finish percolating?
nothing
ever
changes.
not the expression on my face.
not my focus on the neutral ceiling.
not my elbow reflected in the omnipotent
unnameable blue.
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Neutrality sorta dark and gloomy ... stayed in the gray if blue .... Safe and sound ...
Posted by: Ms pie | October 12, 2014 at 10:36 AM
Great poetry!!
Posted by: Helen | October 12, 2014 at 11:04 AM
Lovely. I love the randomness of the poem. :-)
Posted by: Cindy | October 12, 2014 at 12:16 PM
Repeated infinity...unchanging. And with all that unnameable blue. Lots to think about here.
Posted by: Other Mary | October 12, 2014 at 01:25 PM
lovely poem- love the last two lines especially
Posted by: Kathe W. | October 12, 2014 at 06:45 PM
Wonderful expressions!
Posted by: Payal Agarwal | October 13, 2014 at 06:45 AM
Constancy is scary, isn't it, Julie? Well said!
Posted by: Michelle Liew | October 13, 2014 at 07:24 AM
beautiful !
Posted by: sandra | October 13, 2014 at 10:34 AM
I really like how you envelope and expound the blue...
Posted by: Tess Kincaid | October 13, 2014 at 11:13 AM
nothing ever changes--sometimes or other we all wonder
Posted by: i b arora | October 14, 2014 at 12:18 AM