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
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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.
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10 comments:
Like the way you used 'scud' and 'scum' .. nice write!
Stellar last line...nice write...
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
This elicits strong emotion in so few lines.
I love the scudding, too!
Thats cool, from within a sleepy eye ball.
i like this...nicely done and thanks for sharing
Beautiful verse! Scud and scum cleverly used!
Hank
I like how the photo prompt led you closer, to face level. Yes, 'scud' and 'scum' bear much weight in this close brevity.
This is excellent!
Anna :o]
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