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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Friday, April 12, 2013

Alarm

Acrylic by Chelsea Bednar
Pulse
Pound
Blood beat 
vessels nest
Sizzling
synaptic traps
Engorged
organs
Migrant mass
trespass
Mass havoc
cells swarm
Alarm




 
submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Artistic Impressions w/Margaret

16 comments:

Maude Lynn said...

This is too cool!

Kerry O'Connor said...

Wow! The moment I read your words, I could see the interior space - you brought it out of the colours and lines.

Brian Miller said...

the trespass of the mass...is a rather frightening thought...the quick lines def add to the intensity of it...

Margaret said...

Yes. This is intensely painted and your words portray that... it's a piece that moves your eyes around and around... as do your words...

LLM Calling said...

panic

Grace said...

Cells swarming is a cause for alarm ~

Good work here LM ~

Jinksy said...

Enough to make our insides quiver... ;)

Helen said...

Enjoyed this medical journey you took us on ... the art does resemble something a pathologist would see under a microscope. Frightening too.

Helena said...

Deep breaths, now...............!

Truedessa said...

Well crafted the inner workings of a heart.

Peggy said...

Alarm is a good description of the feeling I get from this painting! Well done.

M. A. S. said...

The sound of this (in my head) is amazing. To me it builds and quickens, then suddens to a halt. I love the short lines. You should try audio sometimes. I would love to actually hear this.

Mike

Preeti S. said...

Wow. The pounding energy of your poem.

TCPC said...

wonderful! read it in one breath and the entire imagery came alive!

hedgewitch said...

The urgency of danger from within, the terrifying image of something in our bodies out of control--very well captured, LM.

Kay L. Davies said...

Wow, Ms Mouse. You had me trying to imagine my blood and my organs, and the idea was terrifying, but I'm sure I needed it.
Thank you!
K