Starts off humbuzzing
nuzzling, within and without
her brain stirring to life
“Wait awhile,” says a muse-ical voice
“Hang out here – words are
on their way.”
Then her mind’s forest glade
is overtaken by a storming swarm
of mystical creatures
Scurrying round her chair
Shaped in curves and lines
The stuff of scribbled margins
“Hear us!” they demand
“No idyllic comforts for you today!”
Passion’s blessed curse
She knows but one way:
She and the skittersliding
And she fumbles for a pencil
© 2014 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads asked us to consider the work of Eugenio Montale, an Italian man of words who was a Nobel Laureate. He wrote prose poems, and I have adapted his mostly nature-themed works into my own “human nature-themed” work!
Have been drawn to art (acrylics and the like) lately, so have not been around my blog much. Apologies, and many thanks for all who stick with me, even when I don’t stick with myself. To myself. Oh, you know what I mean…
October 12, 2014 at 12:56 am
hmmm welcome back! passion is what tkeeps us going for life
October 12, 2014 at 2:37 pm
You are so right! Passion keeps the heart ticking…
October 12, 2014 at 1:08 am
Skitter sliding…I could sit back and listen to you singing that all day…glad you reached for your pencil xo
October 12, 2014 at 2:40 pm
You know those moods, where the jangles come into your ears and words get made up!! I hope I didn’t borrow that from another writer and not cite her/him… Thanks, hon! xo
October 12, 2014 at 3:01 am
an amazing moment captured when brain stirs to life…
October 12, 2014 at 2:42 pm
Thanks, Sumana. Yes, it comes up slowly/quickly, and the timing is NEVER right, ha ha ha. Dinner burning on the stove….!
October 12, 2014 at 8:31 am
I am truly ‘stuck’ so no worries on that account. 😀 xx
October 12, 2014 at 3:08 pm
Keep your sense of humor, Misky! There’s nothing on earth like a good giggle at your own stuff… I laugh at ME all the time!
October 12, 2014 at 8:45 am
Your “mumbling jimmystewartlike” made me chuckle…hope you keep wielding your sharp little sword!
p.s. i like your blog’s “koi” theme too…of course 😉
October 12, 2014 at 3:10 pm
I have Jimmy Stewart in my Christmas blues about a visit from Santa… sort of “Santa Baby,” LOL. And yes, I know you use Koi. There is something about that soothing sepia tone that sets me at ease. I haven’t switched themes since I started blogging in about 2010. amy
October 12, 2014 at 9:32 am
Good to see you Amy ~ Let those words jump, mumble and scurry around ~
Thanks for participating and wishing you happy week ~
October 12, 2014 at 9:34 am
Great poem! I like your glimpse at human nature – the brain coming to life. You use some great words and images. Good luck with your painting. Creativity takes so many forms.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
October 12, 2014 at 1:03 pm
Ah.. you are welcome back at any time Amy.. the wordplay of the words at the end really thought-evoking just like the new word jimmystewartlike
October 17, 2014 at 10:10 pm
Bjorn, I knew you would dig that one!
October 12, 2014 at 1:08 pm
Super charming! So nice to see you. k.
October 13, 2014 at 2:11 am
Aw…you and that pencil – such a wordsmith – I enjoyed this very much 🙂
Sherry Blue Sky
October 13, 2014 at 1:43 pm
I LOVE this! Especially he play on “:words”, smiles.
October 14, 2014 at 4:42 pm
I’ve tried not-writing and it’s too damned easy. It’s the capturing of the light that is the challenge. Don’t stop. Love you, Mosk
October 17, 2014 at 1:00 am
Ameleh, the workmen were up today (10/16) installing the light at the intersection.
I’ve been scarce on the blog, too, but not from doing other art. Good to see you ~ M
October 17, 2014 at 10:56 pm
Michael, thanks. I emailed you about this as well. Nina is smiling. No tears in heaven for her, I know…. You rock, thanks for your compassion. Amy
October 18, 2014 at 1:55 am
somehow SCRABBLE came to mind!
October 27, 2014 at 12:48 pm
I love how you jammed jimmystewartlike all together.