Wednesday, April 2, 2025

You know who you are

 

By Klügmann Painter - Jastrow (2006), Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=668158






You know who you are


You give me riddles and pointless little trials.
You must be bored.
I tried to stay away from you,
but you keep singing out of tune,
you keep growling at me through clenched teeth,
and when I ask what you want
you pretend to be asleep.
Then you make me wake up at night,
you offer me simile as lame
as yesterday’s first drafts,
metaphors as pointless,
as they are stale.
You don’t follow rules you say,  
yet you keep dancing around the truth,
you wear this shield of platitudes,
and you hide your face in shadows.




Tuesday, April 1, 2025

How Mona Lisa was painted

 







How Mona Lisa was painted




He painted her on a base of red-brown ochre.
He dressed her in iron oxide and vegetable browns.
The colours of her chest were those of red ground and bone black
The hue on her skin was lead white and Flanders yellow.
The shadows on her face – burnt amber and black ink.











Monday, March 31, 2025

The Thorns

 






The Thorns


She has wrapped her heart in these thorns.

Nothing gets inside and nothing leaves.

Well, not alive, anyway.

There are wild things sitting on her shoulders.

They look cute, but I wouldn’t trust them.

I worry for the hummingbird.

It has been eating her pain for too long.

Its poor heart has turned black too.

Meanwhile some butterflies mind their own business.

They are not here to save, or to comfort.

They are just resting their wings for a while.




GloPoWriMo Day 0 - a portrait