Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Fantasia

The stream
unravels views
till imagination
ripples across the mind's canvas,
dreaming.

Colours,
in gaudy dance,
sway to silent music
sung by invisible makers
of songs.

And time
flows between worlds,
linking past and present,
fact and fantasy; old and new,
reborn.


Written and created in response to Mag #116, also linked to dVerse  and Open Link Monday on IGWRT

19 comments:

  1. "old and new reborn"....this is a lovely poem Jinksy! True and beautiful! :-)

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  2. Really love this piece of work my friend,

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  3. Surreal image ... words rival its beauty.

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  4. "time flows between 2 worlds" So true

    I enjoyed this poem and loved how you played with the Magpie Picture. Very creative.

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  5. nice...cool image...and love the little bit of resurrection in the end of this...

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  6. I like your creative take...reborn is a beautiful word ~

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  7. And here's a place where fact and fantasy meet, it seems. :) Your image is sure fire eye catcher.

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  8. Rivers, oceans have this capacity to make us dream... thanks Jinksy.

    Anna :o]

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  9. Gorgeous, Jinksy. And it fits the picture so well!

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  10. Very lovely. It was like your words were just pulling you into the picture. Loved it.

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  11. Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous!

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  12. I love the images I see in my mind as I read your poem!

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  13. Time flows and we ride the colorful current of your words...this was awesome.

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  14. beautiful combination of picture and poem.so bright and lively!

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  15. This almost dances, and goes so well with the image you choose. Nicely done!

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  16. I love the form of this poem. It lends a gentle flow to your words. The image is quite stunning too. Lovely to see your work on RT.

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  17. I love the flow of your poem. Very nice.

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  18. One of my best friends is a weaver. Today we talked about the connections between textiles and paints and words and creators. This poem and image could have been the sidebar to our conversation. :-)

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  19. till imagination
    ripples across the mind's canvas,

    That is what we all wait for :)

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