|Photo courtesy Sezin Koehler|
Tears from heaven, butterflies the size of condors
a bathtub drain as compass, swirling whirling
stream of scented water, consciousness finding a way
to the tide, the waves. Beached whales floating
back to the pod, playing with octopuses, embraced by
countless arms, swimming with mermaids
bound for heavenly parties between silhouettes
of trees, growing upside down in Australia, or
was it all happening in your mind, high
on herbal essence, clouds of steamy goodwill
Love in the air, no need to put a word on paper
Words multiply and mate forming never ending
Stories waiting to be told
This is no labored poem, just my comment in response to Sezin Koehler's post "This is what my blog looks like on writer's block".
When you visit her blog now, you won't see the image, it's not show as illustration with her blog post. "Let the Spirit Lead" was the header of an earlier blog design.
What do YOU see when you look at art?
Illustration © Sezin Koehler, author of American Monsters
This work by Judith van Praag is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License