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And so, still yet in half formed dreams-
The sway of clouds and summer streams,
With the sunset's glory in the sky
Take shape and form in her clouded eyes.
They once filled her mind with pictures lost-
Magnolia whites and verdant moss,
And the azure blues of the winter rose
All now a whisper as the curtains closed...
For oh, but when that sickness spread
Leeched out of the world the greens and reds
and violets and all that had been sight's precious gift
Was she left with memories and now, only this:
The feel of the sun ripe on her face
As she imagines the lavender in its place
Upon her hair; wheat in her shaking hands,
Painting blinded dreams only she can comprehend.
~Arya May
The sway of clouds and summer streams,
With the sunset's glory in the sky
Take shape and form in her clouded eyes.
They once filled her mind with pictures lost-
Magnolia whites and verdant moss,
And the azure blues of the winter rose
All now a whisper as the curtains closed...
For oh, but when that sickness spread
Leeched out of the world the greens and reds
and violets and all that had been sight's precious gift
Was she left with memories and now, only this:
The feel of the sun ripe on her face
As she imagines the lavender in its place
Upon her hair; wheat in her shaking hands,
Painting blinded dreams only she can comprehend.
~Arya May
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's contest "Cicadas, Coconuts, and Commitments". You can check it out here: fav.me/d7qjw6o
I chose this photograph as my inspiration: krawat93.deviantart.com/art/Su…
Admittedly, this was a hard theme to write about. I thought about it for a few days and then for some reason I had an odd idea about seeing the world through the eyes of a blind person. Except that person wasn't always blind. How would that feel like? (Yes, and season 2 of Downton Abbey did wonders for inspiration too...)
This poem is in essence about a girl who had lost her sight because of some sort of illness and now she's left with only her memories of what she knew prior. I watched this documentary about a woman who had lost half her face in some sort of violent firearm accident and she says that she still "sees" in her dreams of everything she had before she went blind- the girl in the poem is in that kind of situation. Seeing "Elysium" in her own dreams.
(Perhaps it can also be interpreted as a metaphor for death? I leave it to the reader to decide.)
Anyhow, with that out of the way- I hope I do well! Good luck to everyone else too~
PS- Why aren't the thumbnails working? Argh, I guess a link will have to do for the picture...
's contest "Cicadas, Coconuts, and Commitments". You can check it out here: fav.me/d7qjw6oI chose this photograph as my inspiration: krawat93.deviantart.com/art/Su…
Admittedly, this was a hard theme to write about. I thought about it for a few days and then for some reason I had an odd idea about seeing the world through the eyes of a blind person. Except that person wasn't always blind. How would that feel like? (Yes, and season 2 of Downton Abbey did wonders for inspiration too...)
This poem is in essence about a girl who had lost her sight because of some sort of illness and now she's left with only her memories of what she knew prior. I watched this documentary about a woman who had lost half her face in some sort of violent firearm accident and she says that she still "sees" in her dreams of everything she had before she went blind- the girl in the poem is in that kind of situation. Seeing "Elysium" in her own dreams.
(Perhaps it can also be interpreted as a metaphor for death? I leave it to the reader to decide.)
Anyhow, with that out of the way- I hope I do well! Good luck to everyone else too~
PS- Why aren't the thumbnails working? Argh, I guess a link will have to do for the picture...
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That was beautiful.
The imagery, rhythm, everything.
You will do well. If you don't do well, I'll be sad.
The imagery, rhythm, everything.
You will do well. If you don't do well, I'll be sad.