(click) (click)
(footsteps)
(silent mutterings)
..
Those ideas and pictures
maestri, virtuosos, poets, photographers
artists, composers, writers, directors.
The incessant questions and exploration of
creative life and frail humanity.
Licking sundae too close to your mouth
would draw smiles from big adults.
A picture could convey more than a thousand words
branching into concepts that evince, accentuate beyond the surface
of what we think it was, is, or will be.
The depth of a stroke, the click of passion.
I like that dangling dog, looks like
Zoe's golden retriever,
he loves sausages.
The profound truth that a word means
the misery and disbelief of a stanza.
Compound of soul-searching elements,
Racial discrimination, humanism,
and animism, too. (gee)
Hey, look at that. That's nice.
Where?
Here. (points puny finger)
Oh, (some Kristy insignificant).
(drifts away)
"I like to sit by the second-floor window
and finger the cloudy sunset with my eyes
Dip the floating heart in the ocean
and let it pop back to the sky"
(click) (click)
(footsteps)
(silent mutterings)
..
6 comments:
Hi,
Very nice read...I can hear the echos off the walls......thank You ttfn Laurel
by algoressister
scene - a art gallery. compares the vast different view of child and grownup.
love this.. =)
oh yeah, 1st stanza is the adult's thoughts, followed by the kid's, then the next stanza is the adult's...its sequence goes like this, like a cycle..
Hey, look at that. That's nice.
Where?
Here. (points puny finger)
Oh, (some Kristy insignificant).
(drifts away)
1st line - kid
2nd line - adult
3rd line - kid
4th - adult
5th - adult
and the little poem is the explanation of a simple drawing that the kid is drawn to in the gallery.
In this story, little poem is written by Kristy Williams.
This is great info to know.
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