Neville

Ink Blots

Ink Blots

 

While out travelling

                  He wrote to her almost

            Every single day

                   Oh’ how

              The ink would flow

From his pen

                                          To her paper and

                                         Then along the

       Mid fold crease

             A row of bright blue

         Rorschach

Butterflies ached

     To be set free

                                        He was a poet

      She called him

         Love

They named

              What they made

Together

                                                   Art

                   While all along

                     The perforated

            Mid fold crease

                                              A row of near

            Perfect bright blue

   Rorschach

                 Butterflies ached

               To be set free

             Upon the world

           Yet he saw there

                                            Nothing but several almost

    Insignificant ink blots

 

 

Comments10

  • orchidee

    Ahh Rorschach. Did ya know the guy?! I started a letter 'Dear.......' then me pen ran out. The shop was shut to buy a new one. Doh!

    • Neville

      No.. I never knew him.. I did know Anna Freud quite well tho, but that is going back to the 80's...

      • orchidee

        You know all these folk that Michael and I know? - Sylla Berles (syllables); Don Key (donkey); Sam Pull (sample) and others?! heehee. Ahh, Bill Stickers/Bill Posters too - why they always prosecute him? What's he done?

      • Neville

        I have been around for a while ... I once knew Anne Tique... she was French I believe.. and the there was Dinah Soar.. dunno what happened to her..

      • Michael Edwards

        Ah the good old clinical tests - we do ink blot art at some of our workshops - great fun. Actually this is seriously good Neville and I do like the construction.

        • Neville

          thank you Michael.. sadly the site declined to allow my original formatting and came up with its own modified version ... Neville

          • Michael Edwards

            Well it seems to work somehow - might try using something similar myself.

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          • Neville

            yes.. it works okay and can look great.. feel free ...

          • Fay Slimm.

            Good style and flow to this intriguing piece Neville - Ink blobs on paper will hold more mystery to me after this read of imaginative metaphor.

            • Neville

              That'l do nicely, thank you Fay and true..... neville

            • SerenWise

              Lovely imagery in this piece, well done

              • Neville

                How very kind of you & much appreciated too..... Neville

              • Candlewitch

                WOW, Neville! you do amaze! this is enchantment!!!

                *hugs, Cat

                • Neville

                  and you my friend are far too generous for words... but since they are all I have, I shall thank you with a couple.... Thank you... Neville

                • dusk arising

                  Some people place before us that which we cannot see.
                  Oft described as one of the enigmatic differences between the genders.

                  • Neville

                    thank you... interpretation is the key.. an appreciated visit & true... N

                  • Goldfinch60

                    Wonderful imagery within this piece. Those ink blots are not insignificant to those who can get joy from them.

                    • Neville

                      You are write of course & most kind sir.... Neville

                    • Lorna

                      I am sad that he cannot recognize the achingly beautiful butterflies trapped in the folds........ thank goodness your poem is out for all of us to see lovely Neville.

                      • Neville

                        what a delightful review Lorna.. many thank you's are being blown in your direction, right now.... N



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