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Our Destiny Ii

On arrogate life, should one stare so? Under such gaze, Thanatos peeps thru! Rained-out vigor streaks pastel of pallor… Death beckons as the lime does bleed evanescing color, bleaching to a white spreading over oak as if Spanish moss treading, lichen-like, over a tree spent its tendrils holding in a choking surety neath a receding eye so dark and worn yonder-bound already on soul’s destiny… 6/9/22

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Sam Kauffman

Date: 7/16/2022 12:47:00 PM

Susan, you have plumbed the depths of mortality and the soul "yonder-bound." Congratulations on your win! All the best!

Susan Woodrow
Date: 7/18/2022 6:07:00 AM

Thank you, Sam :)

Terrilynn Dubreuil

Date: 7/16/2022 5:16:00 AM

Susan, This is beautiful .. you caught a solid glimpse into the soul of my painting. I appreciate Craig sharing it because I love to understand how my art affects others .. and to have them create art in response is wonderful. ~Terrilynn, TravelingArtist

Susan Woodrow
Date: 7/18/2022 6:07:00 AM

Hi Terrilynn! Wish I could paint half as well as you! I am glad you liked my response to your art. Thank you :)

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 7/14/2022 12:47:00 PM

gosh, i could not have pulled this out of a sombrero, let alone an ordinary hat. I had no clue what pastel had to do with anything. Way to go, susan, and congrats on your honorable first place.

Susan Woodrow
Date: 7/14/2022 12:59:00 PM

lol thanks Andrea...it was a painting :)

Craig Cornish

Date: 7/13/2022 12:29:00 PM

You obviously know what I think of this!

Susan Woodrow
Date: 7/13/2022 12:42:00 PM

Thank you for the fine inspiration, Craig. I'm thrilled to have placed high in your contest. The painting reminded me of my father as he has a white beard these days - too much trouble to shave, he says :)

David Kavanagh

Date: 7/13/2022 5:07:00 AM

A wonderfully crafted and worded poem Susan, tracing out the mortality instinct from the prompt picture, congratulations on your fully deserving top spot, cheers David

Susan Woodrow
Date: 7/13/2022 7:04:00 AM

Thank you, David :)

Carol Mitra

Date: 7/12/2022 11:12:00 PM

Wow an amazing write....Congrats on your top win Susan....Stay Blessed :)

Susan Woodrow
Date: 7/13/2022 7:04:00 AM

Thank you :)

Beata Agustin

Date: 7/12/2022 6:56:00 PM

Congrats! Thanks for sharing this poetic muse, exposing "Death beckons as the lime does bleed..." God bless you.

Susan Woodrow
Date: 7/12/2022 7:08:00 PM

Thank you, Beata :)

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 7/12/2022 5:54:00 PM

This is a brilliant poem chosen to win the Trophy Susan. Congratulations on your well deserved First Placement! Blessings xxoo

Susan Woodrow
Date: 7/12/2022 7:07:00 PM

Great to see you back Connie! Thank you :)

Joe Maverick

Date: 7/9/2022 10:44:00 PM

Well Suzanne, do I detect..? Well never mind It's a well woven message, the map is Indifferent yet indicative.' An evocative Piece Susan.. We each take part on Gods Interactive virtual stage, held back from the Eternal 2nd death by the veil of life, we tear at Little knowng the opportunity's around us and The great rewards that exist within a choice' 'The heartbeat of life' calls '

Susan Woodrow
Date: 7/12/2022 10:16:00 AM

?? death awaits us all and for many, it's a welcome reprieve :)

Joe Dimino

Date: 6/29/2022 12:59:00 PM

Of course, try to stay healthy, so to live a full life, but foolish to waste energy fighting the inevitable...the Devil loves the battle, laughing as we delay our freedom. Do we believe or don't we? Actions speaking louder than words.

Susan Woodrow
Date: 6/29/2022 2:07:00 PM

Many profess they do whilst doing just the opposite…this is for a contest based on a painting :)