Photo-Poetry Challenge : Photo 1
I wrote a few drafts for this photo before settling on this final one. It looks easy at first, but it was not.
Seven more photos to go and the muse has gone MIA.
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image from internet, source unknown
Guardian of the Graves
She sits there
not really looking
but guarding,
in her moss-covered gown,
a chipped nose, a missing finger,
sinews of weathered stone,
watching,
as some came
offering flowers
amongst the weeds, the stunted trees
to gaze
at fading names, etched with grief
touching the stones, longing for a loved one.
She has seen them all,
they who came
with their reasons and baggage
and will see more
when these in turn
will be lowered into the sod
beneath her feet,
and the new ones will come
offering flowers
amongst the weeds, the stunted trees...
15.05.06
Seven more photos to go and the muse has gone MIA.
-----------------------------------------------
image from internet, source unknown
Guardian of the Graves
She sits there
not really looking
but guarding,
in her moss-covered gown,
a chipped nose, a missing finger,
sinews of weathered stone,
watching,
as some came
offering flowers
amongst the weeds, the stunted trees
to gaze
at fading names, etched with grief
touching the stones, longing for a loved one.
She has seen them all,
they who came
with their reasons and baggage
and will see more
when these in turn
will be lowered into the sod
beneath her feet,
and the new ones will come
offering flowers
amongst the weeds, the stunted trees...
15.05.06
posted by dsnake1 at 12:10 AM
10 Comments:
nice sombre piece
sinews of weathered stone
liked that
The muse has a habit of wandering off in times when you like him/her to stay a bit.
Strong start that ends thoughtfully. Got real gem potential. :)
Go, go, dsnake!
floots,
glad you like it.
liz,
thank you! it was actually a rather long draft, then i cut off a lot of words and the end product was a much leaner poem.
I think i will switch on my PS2 later and hope the muse wanders back. :)
Your poems are always interesting cos they show fresh insights and you really know how to make your subjects breathe & come alive. I like the idea of the graveyard guardian as silent witness/ willing observer of time and the cycle of life and death.
A minor grouse- I notice in this one that there is a slight contradiction in the guardian 'not really looking' and 'watching'.
Besides that, the closing repetitions works for me :)
Sorry for the absence, i rather like this poem it makes me think about the cemetary that my kitchen overlooks
hey medusa,
it seems contradictory but "watching" gives a sense of alertness, while "looking" does not.
really appreciate your comments! :)
hey orso,
didn't see you post for some time.
Still juggling school and work?
you must be used to the sight from your kitchen window by now! :)
With this one you hit the nail on the head. It stands up even without the picture but they are great togather and I never use that word lightly.
hi david,
thanks for dropping by. :)
glad you like this piece.
Nice ....
sorry, gilbert, missed your comment.
Thanks! :)
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