Sunday, March 11, 2012

Blurred Vision (Poem)

Photo: Uzengia Aleksander Nedic
Courtesy Tess Kincaid at Magpie Tales

Blurred Vision

Look straight on,
into the eye

looking back
at you, lashes sticky

with a last night's
scum. Hold your gaze

for the second before
a blink releases you

to scud across her
face. Soon enough

she'll turn away
from you.

Light never clears
blurred vision.

© 2012 Maureen E. Doallas

This is my response to today's photo prompt at Tess Kincaid's Magpie Tales. Join in by writing you own poem or flash fiction, using as inspiration the photo provided, then go here to add your link and to read the other participating writers' contributions.


Helen said...

Like the way you used 'scud' and 'scum' .. nice write!

Tess Kincaid said...

Stellar last line...nice write...

jen revved said...

Exquisitely crafted and exquisitely poignant piece, Maureen. I see so much growth in your work-- just the right blend of restraint and lyrical expression. Lovely intellect brought to bear in this poem as well with the play on the meanings of blurred vision, how we don't see one another... xxxj

S. Etole said...

This elicits strong emotion in so few lines.

nance marie said...

i hate that scum on my lashes.

Kathleen said...

I love the scudding, too!

Kutamun said...

Thats cool, from within a sleepy eye ball.

Sue said...

Great words. Scum and scud.


Wayne Pitchko said...

i like this...nicely done and thanks for sharing

kaykuala said...

Beautiful verse! Scud and scum cleverly used!


Ruth said...

I like how the photo prompt led you closer, to face level. Yes, 'scud' and 'scum' bear much weight in this close brevity.

hyperCRYPTICal said...

This is excellent!

Anna :o]