She holds her palm like a cup
for fear she might lose the tiny grains
to the ground. She’s worn to the soul
beneath tattered cloth, her bare toes
pressing into the earth.
She nearly blends into the stone,
the vines at her feet, their leaves
bowing as if to worship.
But it’s her stare that haunts
and distorts, surreal and smart,
like a child that knows too much
and holds the universe in her hand.
Wow.....wow... yep. Your descriptions are always impactful but I think the picture with this one definitely increased the power and impact it had on me.
"But it’s her stare that haunts"
Your creativity and words never cease to amaze me. I love love the ending of this, more specifically the last 4 lines .
Your ability to sculpt the written word into a poem that suits a picture is amazing here TLhopkinson. I saw something weepy and forlorn from the Holocaust upon seeing the picture. After reading your poem it became evident that your translation is one of near perfection that the photo of the young girl needs. Causes reflection that maybe I'm missing something in my view of the world. I love the ending. You certainly did your job as a poet here......................thought, feeling, depth, just enough of what should and should not be written..............................
Write on TLhopkinson.......write on.
@Killerelite our different world views is what makes poetry and interpretation grand. Thanks to you for sharing your view. The same to all others here on Thoughts. Something tells me this forum and the current members and moderators are a group that will be hard to recreate. I feel very privileged to participate.
Adding pictures are the best. Your 'nailing of the cross' feel in this poem gives the girl an angelic composition. I loved this one Trish. I've learned from other sites to add photos but I've only done it a couple times here. Hope it catches on. We should add credits to the photos to avoid someone getting their wings in a wringer.
Just noticed this one....This is a very strong poem. Very deep. I agree that the picture adds to the impact, but the descriptions alone make this a masterpiece. I love that every line paints a different picture and tells a different story.
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