Stray pieces of truth opaque in the clear water,
where shadows are solid yet not tangible..
The beam of light takes the layers off bit by bit,
and yet I hope its just the brush that paints you black.
copyright*budhaaah*
for The Tenth Daughter of Memory, a bi-monthly writing/arts competition based on a theme
Friday, May 20, 2011
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evocative piece...solid yet not tangible...nice word play...and great to see you give 10 DOM a try!!!!
ReplyDeleteWelcome aboard. Make sure you read the rules and vote. Put the link in you feed so that you receive the alerts as a reminder goes up in a couple of days. If you have any questions, just email.
ReplyDeleteEt tu, Mick?
ReplyDeleteWelcome to 10thDoM!
i like it. Unfortunately it wasn't a brush that "painted" me black
ReplyDeleteYou have conveyed so much in so few words. Very evocative...loved it.
ReplyDeleteGreat! Terrific word play.
ReplyDeleteWelcome to 10thDoM!
ReplyDeleteI really like all the unanswered questions you leave behind in this piece.
Ah, how often I have hoped it was only a brush painting black... How often I have been wrong!
ReplyDeleteShort perhaps not so sweet. Welcome to the madness of 10thDoM
ReplyDeleteThe beam of light takes the layers off bit by bit - life has a way of doing this albeit slowly.
ReplyDeletehey yeah, i like it!
ReplyDeleteVery nice entry. Wouldn't it be great if the people who seemed so dark were only so because of the way the light hits them in a painting or picture?
ReplyDeleteThis one will have me pondering for a while.
ReplyDeleteAnd how to tell the difference ... -J
ReplyDeleteNice.
ReplyDeletewow, strong! you know it's not just the brush
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