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
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Author:
Neville (
Offline) - Published: February 3rd, 2019 04:27
- Comment from author about the poem: Open to interpretation.. as of course they always are...... often pretty though... N
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Comments10
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!
No.. I never knew him.. I did know Anna Freud quite well tho, but that is going back to the 80's...
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?
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..
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.
thank you Michael.. sadly the site declined to allow my original formatting and came up with its own modified version ... Neville
Well it seems to work somehow - might try using something similar myself.
Feel free...
yes.. it works okay and can look great.. feel free ...
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.
That'l do nicely, thank you Fay and true..... neville
Lovely imagery in this piece, well done
How very kind of you & much appreciated too..... Neville
Some people place before us that which we cannot see.
Oft described as one of the enigmatic differences between the genders.
thank you... interpretation is the key.. an appreciated visit & true... N
Wonderful imagery within this piece. Those ink blots are not insignificant to those who can get joy from them.
You are write of course & most kind sir.... Neville
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.
what a delightful review Lorna.. many thank you's are being blown in your direction, right now.... N
A lovely poem .. )) nice choice of words
‘ They named
What they made
Together
Art’
Lovely way with words
thank you so much Violet ..
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