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FIRST FLOWER (variation) IMAGERY WORKSHOP
FIRST FLOWER
After a great to-do beneath the surface of the ground
the loam cracked and shook, one minute green tip shot up
the thrust of a sword searching in circular movement for the sun,
that spinning ball of fire with leaping flames
that lights up our rotating earth in spasms rhythmical,
all matter in the woods is ever moving, turning,
following its inner zest for life, the inexplicable constant dance
of all existence, each atom, and here each little flower
that reaches up swaying round is in motion too,
as the trees around it clockwise in the southern hemisphere
anti clockwise in the north, creating those spiralling
patterns in everything that grows.
This snowdrop, not alone, pushes earth aside and climbs, to stretch,
become a plant, its bell-like petals pointed down, they catch
the breezes, shiver, shake and drip, their juices falling on the loam below,
the central hanging cone is flounced with green osmosis on the earth,
flashing colour to our eyes, this recapitulation of its species, perennial.
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China Blue
Wed, 2012-03-14 14:28
Ann
Your re write seems to be a combination or
Kinetic and visual which were your aiming for?
Chrys
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Nordic cloud
Wed, 2012-03-14 15:53
Can't avoid the visual maybe!
Can't avoid the visual maybe! Thank you Chrys.
Ann.
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but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.
author commentGeezer
Wed, 2012-03-14 16:23
Extremely visual...
and informitive. Like a biology lesson! Sometimes a little heavy on the description of either/or visual and kinetic.
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Barbara Writes
Thu, 2012-03-15 11:25
kenetics-motion
I'm gonna get it eventually.
Pack full of kenetic and visual
I lot to see and move here
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Debra Bryant
Thu, 2012-03-15 10:52
Beautiful & educational!
Good job, Ann! As always!
Deb
scribbler
Thu, 2012-03-15 19:41
hello
Isn't it strange the way one phrase can be read as different types imagery? But almost all of this can be interpreted as kinetic in my opinion.............stan
wesley snow
Fri, 2012-03-16 17:39
I'm with Stan
This is an excellent example of kinetic poetry. Some visual is almost required if you would describe the kinetic, but I do not see an even division. This is movement most of all. Way to go. wesley
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Nordic cloud
Sat, 2012-03-17 09:28
Now you give me a kick, a
Now you give me a kick, a kinetic one:)
Thank you Wesley, your comments mean so much
when you tackle the grand style,
the rhythms of great epics
filling the air with orchestral splendour,
as you create visions of drama,
demanding attention
and seeing in depth.
Thank you Wesley, Ann.
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but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.
author commentCandlewitch
Sun, 2012-03-18 14:16
Dear Ann,
Kenetic and visual. but lovely. A very difficult assignment. Loved this:
This snowdrop, not alone, pushes earth aside and climbs, to stretch,
become a plant, its bell-like petals pointed down, they catch
the breezes, shiver, shake and drip, their juices falling on the loam below,
the central hanging cone is flounced with green osmosis on the earth,
flashing colour to our eyes, this recapitulation of its species, perennial.
always, Cat
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