Sunday, 13 November 2011

Going and then coming back again

________ I am walking a tightrope __________
there's no safety net
for this high wire
up here
all you need
is balance and
a point in space
to fix your eyes upon

I'm surrounded by the vastness
of the pink and coral sky
the altitude loans me

. I . pause . up . here . in . the . empty . air .

m o t i o n l e s s

as I contemplate
my next

I am still and serene
yellow and buzzing
the* * * * * BEES* * * * arrive

***swarming***around***my ***stillness***

and rapidly uNRaveLLing
the sturdy rope
beneath my

They are telling tales so eloquent
that I can not ignore their pointing finger --->
and the cleaning of my perception that comes with their sting <----


And I swivel
(my feet so sure and steady)
and I tread the thin wire I had been walking

back to the solid ground from which I had first stepped out

____ into thin air



Written for The Sunday Whirl using all the words. . .
Hmmm, what makes you think I am avoiding getting started on my nanowrimo novel this morning. :-)

(I had fun and killed quite a lot of time playing with this!)

Hope all you others doing Nanowrimo are being more productive than me this morning! :-) - Susannah x


Mary said...

Susannah...Kudos to you for being able to work all of the words into your poem. I could vividly picture this scene, and it felt very serene until the bees appeared. Yikes!! (I loved the arrangement of the lines.)

Nanka said...

Lovely tight rope walk ~ Splendid descriptions, till someone stirred the hornets nest!! Glad the stability came in the end!!

Daydreamertoo said...

LOVE the way you laid this all out, very, very clever.
I felt as if I were in the tightrope too you had described the feeling of it so well.
What a fabulous worlde! :)

Laurie Kolp said...

Susannah- Haha... this is so creative and fun. I love your graphics!

Dr. Pearl Ketover Prilik (PKP) said...

Sounds like you are back on solid ground.... Creative lyrically and visually.... Must have taken precious time :)

brenda w said...

Wow! Susannah, this is fabulous. I kept picturing Philippe Petit in the documentary Man on Wire. You've captured the essence of walking that wire, metaphorically, and as the act itself.

Elizabeth said...

Wonderfully imaginative write, Susannah. I forgot all about the wordle words and loved where you took those bees,


flaubert said...

Yes, Susannah, this is fabulous. Lovely format as well. Good luck with nano.


The Unknowngnome said...

I wish I could be so "productive"!

I like your line
". I . pause . up . here . in . the . empty . air ."
it sings for me.

Very nice visually too. :)

Arnab Majumdar said...

That was definitely a whirlwind, no doubt :)

Arnab Majumdar

Mike Patrick said...

Susannah, this could be a metaphor poem on being a poet and writing a novel. Facing that novel every morning is daunting and the desire for a diversion forces one to walk a tightrope with more and more bees interfering with the long-term writing. I only wish my evasions turned out this well. Well done.

gautami tripathy said...

Tight and beautiful...


barbara said...

nifty write.
(my timekiller is photoshop. you do at least use words for yours. brava!)

Marianne said...

Brilliantly wordled ... love the story you have told!

islandcat2u said...

I LOVE LOVE LOVE how you made the formatting work with the words!! Very creative on severaly levels!

Susannah said...

Thanks very much everyone - it is good to see you all. x

mjshorts said...

A great poem Susannah.
Like you I find the wordle words a lovely distraction from NaNoWriMo.

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