Brushstrokes

Brushstrokes

A Poem by J
"

Lots of happenings, all combined? I guess, yes.

"

Too much in all of this a sense of calm, dilution, between the whorls of fingerprints 
left on windowpanes, outside where the world turns and flows much like the time 
we travelled the length of the Kaikoura coast, anxiously waiting for the spume 
of whales to breach air and daylight. You told me I should never break 

Unless I mean it in all dimensions: the physical, the emotional, 
the immaterial, all in sullen blue, with streaks of marigold, ground shellac 
and varnish our landscape and easel, one I would paint your body with 
until nothing else glows and nothing else is the same because 

This destination always becomes a well-worn pair of jeans, a faded buckle, 
the taste of cinnamon and cloves scraping the air. You, scattered yet motherly, 
moon and ova, the penumbra and corona where soil and water meet, where 
traces of sky and fire is our only escape, where hemispheres clash 

And destroy what is left 
of winter leaving this canvas. 

© 2015 J



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This blows my mind. It's so descriptive in a way that doesn't leave you with a certain picture or image, but rather like the title, it is a story painted in brushstrokes that is not the easiest to visualize or even comprehend. I really enjoyed this piece. The flow of it is like the ocean, completely natural, and I appreciate finding that in poetry.

Posted 7 Years Ago


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This I agree as Lydia says, is hard to visualize, a masterpiece for sure.

Posted 1 Year Ago


i absolutely love your word usage. "a faded buckle," "where hemispheres clash." beautiful.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

marvelous flow of images which really stir the heartsoul and tickle my greymatter...well done and thank you...jc

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lovely, descriptive, and all around a nicely written

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The poem is like you actually painted it, if you know what I mean.
It's quite vivid and full of imagination.
I also like the fact it features both art and nature combined.
Although it's not a rhyming poem, it still has a good rhythm to it and it's easy to read and understand.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This so reminds me of our trip to Auckland, NZ to visit rellies there in both Auckland and Christchurch.
The coast lines are breath taking. And you did them justice in this wonderful prose.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A completely breath taking spectacular write I enjoyed reading this very much. Great style and word usage, intelligent but also readily understandable by laymans like myself.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Indeed I was enthralled by this penning. Your use of words to describe is impeccable, I cannot find I line that I liked best since they were all excellently crafted. Good write.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wonderful, sad, creative, reaching, affirming, yes, affirming, painterly, coloured darkly and ultimately and in parts beautifully composed.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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