Manic Monsoon!
A.
A filtered haze of
grey and blue
As I drenched
in you.....
The cravings
eddying
Flooded with pools
of you....
Awashed bodies
and garbage
bodies are garbage
too....(?)
A remembered
flurry of
You and I
washed away
But why then
does my skin
still ooze....
With the thought
of a monsoon
you..... (??)
posted by Pincushion @ 7:19 AM
12 comments
12 Comments:
Welcome to Mumbai..a rainy one albeit :)
what a beautiful blue...you evoked monsoon very well....loved the painting and the words....
i adore the sketchy blue. as always, your hand guides the words.
what rich colors and rich words.
love the blue & how it sticks out in your painting and in your words.
lovely.
Ditto, Lorena's words.
Liked the simile of bodies and garbage...it strikes such a dissonant note in the melancholy music of the mad rain.
ayeeeeeeeeee!
I hope everything is alright with you im mumbai. I was worried for you for sure... the news in bangalore was bad. we were just fine, thankfully.
I am miserable to be home.
do have fun. and ahhhhhhh. the monsoons. when they are not causing havoc they are soooooo gorgeous.
So, that's what you look like! It is always nice to put a face to a name...or pseudonym for that matter.
gorgeous pic. gorgeous words. hope that you are ok im Mumbai?
Loved that poem Pins! Fantastic!
wow your art never fails to astound me.
Beautiful!
- Martin
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the blue sketch is soo pretty and the words too! my favourites are the last 2 stanzas. the deluge was awful!!!
so many ppl have lost so much, shudder at the thought.
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