the wall

tea                           cup
suspended    in    space
bone                       blue
china                     green


black  silence

how your zigzag red-eyed words
quickly fill a page
puff up in smoke
dissipate

grab onto the wall
hang on
or climb over it

by mary ann blinkhorn

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19 thoughts on “the wall

  1. clinock says:

    The rhythm and spaces of your words – the reaching toward visual integrity – the images evoked – pure blissful reading – thank you for your art…

  2. hah. nice one, ms. bee!

  3. Maxi says:

    I’m climbing over the wall, M.A. wanna see what’s on the other side.
    Blessings ~ Maxi

  4. Love the “bridge” in addition to the wall. The colors. Nice shape on the page. I’m going to do all three, grab hold, hang on, and climb over. :o)

  5. Deborah says:

    oohhh its so inviting!

  6. ManicDdaily says:

    Your breaking up of the lines works very effectively, here, creates a halting feeling. k.

  7. sued51 says:

    Very tight and well-written poem!

  8. Herman says:

    Thank you for following HoB. Much appreciated! I’ll be hanging around here…

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