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Friday, January 10, 2014

TRAPPED! - an ode to my watch

(A landscape orb by Deborah Glessner. Her website is  "Lark Photography")

Strapped wrist
Peels thoughts
Needles tear down
Layered tunnels
Down
Deep Down
Down under
Simultaneously pointing
Perceptions
Incongruent
To my presence
While capturing
Finite moments
Of infinity
Looping elements
Supplementing
A shallow soul
Tossed

Up and down
In a sand clock
Up and down
By the minute 
To breathe
In a sand clock
Of sacrosanct boundaries
Everything else
Remain reflections
Subordinating
The moment

Ticking now

Meeting the Bar: Looking Back, Looking Ahead experimenting with the Pablo Neruda style in dVerse while interpreting one of the orbs offered at Artistic Interpretations with Margaret - Orbs at IGRT

17 comments:

  1. What an interesting interpretation - you capture that sense of infinity one gets when looking at the orb.

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  2. Now that I look at the orb, everything does seem to moving around and around like my watch! All at the same time, capturing those finite moments!

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  3. capturing
    Finite moments
    Of infinity... what a cool ode to your watch... time is a big topic..ha...the older i get, the more... smiles.. i love neruda...would love to be able to read him in spanish

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  4. Nice rhythm! I enjoyed following it :)

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  5. to breath inside the sand clock...within the hourglass..
    that part stuck out to me...not always easy either.
    as it is always flowing....

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  6. I like "Finite moments of infinity" and the repetition of in second stanza. Nice rhythm.

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  7. A very interesting ode to the watch, that finite instrument of the infinite realm.

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  8. very nice and well done, i like the way it makes you feel time and experience it.

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  9. Very well done ode.. Really love this, the finite moments of infinity really caught me

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  10. Wonderful Neruda form! It comes in bursts of delights. Nicely wrapped up, Akila!

    Hank

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  11. tossed up and down in a sand clock… perfect! The Neruda form really melts anything superfluous away, doesn't' it?

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  12. What a great ode to that wormhole of thing we call timepiece -- something that seems to becoming an artefact as watches are replaced by cellphones as time-tellers. Love the paradox of "sand clock / of sacrosanct boundaries," as if the slippage of time was a fixed given of human existence (though not necessarily of any other specie of being). I used the same image for my piece, seeing also the abyss opening there. Fine work.

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  13. Finite moments of infinity…yes, and when we are inside that sand clock (as we always are) the rest of life is merely reflection. Terrific ode. Thank you.

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  14. I love the "finite moments of infinity". Great response to the challenge!

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  15. Very well done with the theme. An integral part of our life can be such nice poetry.

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  16. "While capturing
    Finite moments
    Of infinity"

    was a great line...thanks for posting!

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  17. I love it Akila ~ never thought of doing an ode to the ticking clock ~

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