Dither in directions, in those deeds — of drools.
Shattered shamans bring the bones,
singing likes of fed in mine (why the wind in this?)
A winded wounding dream, think wailing pillows.
The dreams of dreaming sparrow seams
— unrequited willow sends.
Bestowed is bitter, bitter brine;
harrow of this seeds, synaptic sense;
Stance with difference: It’s brown and bitter ….
Yet, yet, yet sow dearth of toes seen that.
I’m sure my marrow doesn’t mind.
Drawn by me on my iPad
Today I’m hosting dVerse MTB, the challenge today is to write true avant-garde in the spirit of Gertrude Stein (tender buttons) and others. Focus purely on sound by associate to simple objects and do your own verbal cubism. Come join us at the pub. We open the doors at 3 PM EST.
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October 9, 2014
Ah, this has somewhat of a nightmarish sound to it. Those shattered shamans would be frightening, And the wailing pillows is another eerie touch.
Your bitter brine is not something I think I’d like to try. I do like morning coffee though. It is one of the most enjoyable aspects of getting up. Maybe this is what your fourth line alludes to.
ha – nice sketch – i look like that before i had my morning coffee… just saying… smiles
Bjorn, This sounds like something I’d rather not experience. 🙂 — Susan
Ha.. sometimes coffee is not perfect.
ah but i need my bitter to get going in the morning….i am sure your marrow might mind….some nice allit in this to pull it on…
I an not a fan of Stein, but your poem is a wonder to read. I shall put my thinking cap on, Bjorn…
I look forward for what you bring.. I like the connection to Picasso…
interesting how poets like RIlke and Stein were influenced by Rodin and Picasso respectively – the physical influencing the literary. I wonder if there was much moving the other way.
I think there was also connections to music here that would be interesting to understand.. and yes Stein was very much connected to Picasso..
Wow, brother, a perfect illustration for your Cubist verbage prompt; you managed to touch on the non-connectiveness, the absurdity that I could not quite achieve; kept finding fibrous threads of connection to my triple patterns of thought; like the line /think wailing pillows/ which makes me smile as it conjures up Harry Potter tales for me.
Love the ‘unrequited willow’…and the repeated sounds with d’s and s’s with the bitter, bitter brine…love my coffee, too
Terrific use of sounds and alliteration Bjorn ~ I won’t say anything about the coffee as I am not a coffee drinker ~
Groovy piece and loved the original piece of art as well. Love- “A winded wounding dream”
God, I can so relate to the toes bit of this dear Björn – but I know for certain that my marrow minds an awful lot! Your excellent image: did you know me before I shaved?
Loadsa love
Anna :o]
almost as scary as the form you’ve had us write… LOL
love the alliteration and of course the wailing pillows!!
i would rather prefer tea..smiles..excellent Bjorn..smiles
Oh, I love it. It sounds SO meaningful (dark and sinister) yet somehow the meaning just seems to keep eluding me. Funny that!
A morning coffee is still the in thing to start the morning. Nicely Bjorn!
Hank
‘A winded wounding dream, think wailing pillows’ ~ nice words to go further…
Love ‘The dreams of dreaming sparrow seams— unrequited willow sends.’ Interesting prompt, Bjorn, not sure if mine lived up to the vision but it was fun to try – thanks!
I love the alliteration in this, and how the choice of seemingly unrelated phrasing still can pull together to create an overall feel and imagery. Thanks for the inspiration, Bjorn!
Oh, but that bitter brine is so necessary to get my marrow going…
Wonderful alliteration. Excellent poem. Fabulous prompt. Thank you.
I really like L2 and L6. And I’m crazy about your sketch.
It seemed to be the coffee was needed to settle the character in the image. Nicely done Bjorn.
Hey Bjorn–hope to get to this. Well done. Thanks. k.