i have no clue what this is about .. but i happened across this photo on deviant art,, and this is what it said to me….
there’s a cigarette burn
in the wall of her soul
she can no longer hide
tucked away from the world
how it got there
even she is unsure
but there’s a cigarette burn
in her soul
blackened and brittle
it weakened the wall
that hems her in tight
that keep her alone
little wisps of her essence
are sure to escape
from the cigarette burn
in her soul
did she fall asleep?
just not notice the spark
or simply not care
lost in passion or art
what smoldered so long
what left this black mark??
there’s a cigarette burn
in her soul
photo:
June 4th, 2008 at 2:57 pm
I’m not quite sure what it’s about either, but it somehow sticks with me. It makes me think of the kind of moment when you first have to admit that something’s really deeply wrong in your situation, or a relationship. Something perhaps unformed, unknown because you have never really looked at it for fear of what you might see. And you don’t quite dare to put your finger onto it to find out what it is in case the wall that you thought was so strong and pristine suddenly turns out to be thin as paper and crumbles into dust.
Very evocative, anyway…
June 4th, 2008 at 3:25 pm
WEll done, Paisley, you’ve captured this intriguing image
June 4th, 2008 at 4:50 pm
Haunting. Sensitive. Honest. I love it.
Paisley, please email me at zouxzouz77@yahoo.com
thanks
June 4th, 2008 at 5:21 pm
I think you’ve hit on a really unique and thought provoking stream here.
June 4th, 2008 at 6:23 pm
This photo is beautiful, and your writing draws me in…hits a nerve in me- so provoking.
Thank you for sharing! its great!
June 4th, 2008 at 6:53 pm
This is excellent. It reminds me of Poe.
June 4th, 2008 at 7:03 pm
A wonderful poem. The cigarette burn as a metaphor of passions that wounded from the inside, and now must be released. At the same time the burn speaks of inner pain and heartache. Another heartfelt poem from you, paisley.
June 4th, 2008 at 7:28 pm
yes this is a winner–love it
June 4th, 2008 at 7:58 pm
great poem, accompanies the image very well
I see that you have a new paisley image at the top right, nice pic
June 4th, 2008 at 8:17 pm
i really liked this, it flows so well.
June 4th, 2008 at 9:08 pm
I love where you went with this. The picture is thought provoking, and you stayed with the mystery of it. It reminds me of some of the people I work with – cutters and people who burn themselves, often with cigarettes. It is very sad.
June 4th, 2008 at 9:31 pm
You are so attuned to the inner subsconscious that at times I am in awe. This is a profound piece.
June 4th, 2008 at 10:25 pm
Lovin’ this Paisley … you took the metaphor and made it magic in this poem. Brilliant, JP/deb
June 5th, 2008 at 1:17 am
Yes, the metaphor really works…….very good, Jodi. Great new image.
June 5th, 2008 at 1:51 am
“stop smoking” he says taking another puff.
June 5th, 2008 at 4:39 am
Good morning Jodi.
A. Love the picture of you.
B. Hope you’re well.
C. Love you
D. Me Too
June 5th, 2008 at 5:28 am
Just love it, paisley. You’re like a forensics investigator with a soft dry brush, going ever so gently over the scene . . . finding fingerprints.
June 5th, 2008 at 7:30 am
I haven’t a clue either, but it still gets to you.
June 5th, 2008 at 8:35 am
You hit close to home with this one Jodi. I’m always inspired by art and photos. Great job!
June 5th, 2008 at 4:05 pm
Very nice thank you
June 5th, 2008 at 4:24 pm
Nice fleshing out of the pic, Jodi. Hey, I love your new pic. You’re much more beautiful than the previous subject.
June 5th, 2008 at 5:49 pm
Wow this evokes things I must ponder! Well done!
Hugs Giggles
June 5th, 2008 at 6:08 pm
love it. the repetition, the way it gets my imagination running wild.
June 6th, 2008 at 2:10 pm
Love it, love it, love it.
June 7th, 2008 at 3:26 am
Love the tension between the jaunty rhythm and the serious musings. Great!
Gemma
June 7th, 2008 at 4:18 am
Great example of how your talent allows you to take something unsure, then with repetition and deep thought turn it into something special!
June 7th, 2008 at 8:52 am
I am always amazed with what you can do with one photo. Your words are mesmerizing.
June 12th, 2008 at 10:43 am
Woohoo! Great job! Glad I caught this one…I, too, like your new photo! It goes so well with your profile words.
As of now, I plan to see the hospital in a rear view mirror tomorrow. I’ll be playing catchup for a while -
June 13th, 2008 at 3:51 pm
I love this one! Love the repetition and the sultry tone of it.
June 13th, 2008 at 6:32 pm
I have mentioned this poem at PWB. Thanks for being on our blogroll.
June 13th, 2008 at 10:24 pm
truly beautiful. the idea, the expression that became it and the music that found a home in it.
fascinating piece. thank you for sharing this one.
June 14th, 2008 at 3:34 am
It’s more like the impression of an emotional state — of being swept up by something, preoccupied “passion or art”–great tone.
June 14th, 2008 at 7:40 am
You use of the metaphor of a cigarette burn is intriguing. I like it.
-Nicole
December 1st, 2008 at 7:29 am
Your style in poem writing is very inspiring. I’m a beginner at this and I’ve never tried this approach before… thanks!