Monday, June 04, 2012

if only

if only by Teri H Hoover


by Anna Ancher



Remembering the tentative steps...
onto the floorboard canyon of her childhood.
Hollow, empty, hallways...
echo with the the weight of latent fears.

Walking with the muted colors, but finally alive.

Sunlight careens through dusty windows
finding a safe place on the wall.
No longer shrinking backwards,
from what she cannot see.

The echoes fade away.



This poem may have been influenced by Purple Pen in Portland.
I try to never read others work on a prompt because I am easily influenced- especially with haunting imagery. With that said my write is autobiographical . I continue to walk towards light.

6 comments:

  1. Your poem suits the painting. It feels as if they belong. I love these lines:
    Sunlight careens through dusty windows
    finding a safe place on the wall.
    So alive, Teri.

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  2. I like this line and what the words suggest: "No longer shrinking backwards,
    away from what she cannot see," suggesting to me that coming to terms with or facing things that are difficult to look at or deal with makes it possible to let the "echoes fade away," and oh yes, lets "sunlight find a safe place on the wall." Very nice.

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  3. i have nominated you for the liebster blog award. i enjoy reading your blog very much and this is a way to let you know.

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    1. Why thank you Mavis! I am deeply honored.

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  4. Your poems are always so deep and full of meaning. Wonderful. I have nominated you for the Liebster Blog award. For full details please check out my SImply Elfje blog at http://simplyelfje.wordpress.com.

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    1. Libby - my stars must be aligned right today! I am honored - thank you so very much! xo

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