Sunday, October 13, 2013

October 13, 2013 Sunday Whirl #130

(Image from the internet)

Right to the edge
Born for nothing less
There are so many bends
And circles
Is it a drunkard's path

Your idea trumps
All others
Thunder claps in
The distance
Pray for rain

Extinction of the world
Predicted
Yet we are sleepy
When it comes
To solutions

Dry up and blow away

I am not a phophet
Just an artist
One who makes 
Pictures and mends hearts



Prompt:edge, trumps, drunkard, world, mends, binds
prophet, born, expected, circles, sleepy, thunder





18 comments:

howanxious said...

Very well-written. So well pictures, the ignorance of mankind...
-HA

Laurie Kolp said...

Yet we are sleepy
When it comes
To solutions

...isn't that the truth!

flaubert said...

Damn this is good, Annell. I love this part best, because there is so much truth in it:
"Extinction of the world
Predicted
Yet we are sleepy
When it comes
To solutions
Dry up and blow away"

Pamela

Brian Miller said...

making pictures and mending hearts is a high calling
and we need someone with new ideas...
and not just the old ones in new packaging...

circles-within-circles said...

Absolutely love that final verse because I know its truth in my own heart...thanks for being exactly who you are...

Elizabeth

Jae Rose said...

I'm not a prophet or a superman..just a mortal with potential of a superman (or in your case woman)..David Bowie..but even more special in your hands and words..

Mary said...

I enjoyed this…the idea of not being a prophet but an artist. THAT you are!

Kathryn said...

yet we are sleepy when it comes to solutions . . . love. An artist, oh yes.

Laura said...

beautiful and sorrowful... perhaps our poems and art do help in ways we don't yet understand... awareness is a good motivator.

Robyn Greenhouse said...

And what a wonderful thing to be!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I. LOVE. THIS. POEM. Yes, we're sleepy when it comes to solutions. Wonderful write, Annell! "I am not a prophet, just an artist." A wise one.

oldegg said...

Let's hope he can engage reverse when he gets back in his car. Strangely it is the curiousity of mankind that has allowed their advance for eons, yet no-one has questioned the goal, except perhaps this man in the picture!

ds said...

We are indeed sleepy when it comes to solutions, but thankful for those like you who can make pictures (and poems!) and mend hearts. A very high calling, indeed.

gautami tripathy said...

Wonderful writing! Love it!!

doggy tales

aspiritofsimplicity said...

I love your first two lines and the last verse the best!! I think I am a not a prophet who makes pictures and mends broken hearts too. I love your profile picture. You look so happy you made me happy as well.

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Beautifully done Annell. You have used the words perfectly.
Anna :o]

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Making pictures and mending hearts makes you a prophet! ;)

My Sunday Whirl

brenda w said...

The ending is beautiful, Annell. Strong work.