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written for the artwork " strayed sheep" " our english coasts painting" by William Holman Hunt Hosted by Dilly Dally.

Strayed Sheep

I am the unseen, 
resting amongst invisible butterflies,
waning amidst wildflower wishes~
facing watercolor breezes,
drifting between the sun and the sea,
where the wind collaborates 
with the salt and skin of waves,
like forbidden lovers engrossed in euphoric zest…

I sing in silence with sanctified verses,
where zephyrs breathe
amongst paralyzed procrastinators,
following a flock of clichés,
amidst the slippery slope of rocky edges,
veiling ripples of rusted rings~ 
that ache to caress the blushing softness 
of crawling clouds in the musky air,
as gilded blades of evergreen greed
feed the fleece of fragility with emptiness,
in the landscape of loneliness~
influencing the clueless
to please the blind stones of bitter lies,
like chameleons of ephemeral mist,
caught in coated curls of jealousy.

Let me be the heartbeat
guiding the rising rays of lustrous gold.
I am both the strayed and the shepherd,
crafting a vessel of virtue~
with floating grace beneath Noah’s Ark,
to steer the spirit of sleepless sheep,
    placing trust in ticking terrains…
for I see beyond the silken sins,
that lured you to the fickleness of flora,
while oblivious to the crestfallen thorns,
intoxicating your conscience,
stealing the light of sun-stroked innocence…
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George Avatar
December 21, 2024 at 4:12 AM
"Amidst the slippery slope of rocky edges, I am both the strayed and the shepherd, crafting a vessel of virtue~" I like to put these two separate lines as a combined stanza doing great justice to the painting. What a wonderful interpretation. This shows the duel fate of man. We are at once the victim and the victor. I am spell bound by the depth of your metaphors. All through the poem, we see such abysmal depth of thoughts. Every time, how can you cleave such ideas to form into a cohesive stream of thoughts, I keep wondering. Dear Empress, Congratulations on your top win! Sorry for the late response. With Christmas, as my children are at home, I am a little busy.
Alex Avatar
December 20, 2024 at 7:50 PM
Beautiful ass usual. Congratulations!
Andresen Avatar
December 20, 2024 at 11:28 AM
- The essence of beauty, which gives you a sense of connection to nature... love it, Ink :) - Congratulations on your win in the contest :) - Merry Christmas :) - hugs
Crandall Avatar
December 20, 2024 at 11:00 AM
Nice poem, Ink. I especially like the first lines opening each of the three stanzas.
Dietrich Avatar
December 19, 2024 at 4:17 PM
This is very deep. It's the type of poem I think Rob would have liked it in his contest we were discussing. I think nobody has taken your approach with this contest. So many interesting metaphors, Ink!
DiMino Avatar
December 18, 2024 at 6:57 AM
"I am the unseen,' indeed, especially if depending on physical senses alone -- "I am both the strayed and the shepherd," -- Profound truth! "I see beyond the silken sins, that lured you to the fickleness of flora, while oblivious to the crestfallen thorns, intoxicating your conscience, stealing the light of sun-stroked innocence…" -- if only to know how much we see and seem is of our own creating and obvious manipulation. Brilliant poetry!
Rolland Avatar
December 18, 2024 at 4:29 AM
this is very impressive, the images and references until the ending convey strong emotions , absolutely brilliant dear poet enjoyed
Sharma  Avatar
December 18, 2024 at 1:40 AM
Oh my dear Ink, this poem is absolutely glorious and beautiful in its very essence! The idea of one becoming the very core, the unseen yet the most crucial, whistling away as the air, which guides those gleaming sunrays of dusk and dawn to fall upon the blushing florets... and leading the lost to their home... ahh, you absolutely enchanted my heart with this one and the depth your words breathe in! I can't help but swoon over your extraordinary opening and ending lines.. just immaculate they are.. you've really interpreted the picture prompt on a whole new level!! "drifting between the sun and the sea, where the wind collaborates with the salt and skin of waves" My goodness, absolutely ethereal and cosmically beautiful!! "following a flock of clichés, amidst the slippery slope of rocky edges, veiling ripples of rusted rings" Your diction there is absolutely phenomenal
Empress Avatar
December 18, 2024 at 2:17 AM
Wow you really do understand my poems, you got it! Its so impressive that a young girl like you can understand deep metaphors and truth woven better than many . You are truly a soulful poet and reader. Thank you so much for leaving this thoughtful comment im so grateful
Sharma  Avatar
December 18, 2024 at 1:50 AM
"guiding the rising rays of lustrous gold. I am both the strayed and the shepherd, crafting a vessel of virtue~ with floating grace beneath Noah’s Ark," I just can't help but be in awe of these lines as perhaps, they are my most favorite here, altho everything about this is my favorite!! The flow and language, brilliant ~ best wishes to you for the contest! Sending love and light always, my fairy goddess, this is a faveee
Cunningham Avatar
December 17, 2024 at 7:17 PM
Love your interpretation of the picture IE, there's always light at the end of the tunnel, we must never give up on hope. Best of luck in the contest. Tom
Hind Avatar
December 17, 2024 at 6:15 PM
Breathtaking - it should be a winner, I love "to steer the spirit of sleepless sheep, placing trust in ticking terrains…"
Jama Avatar
December 17, 2024 at 2:13 PM
This is really good Ink. From the opening line "I am the unseen, resting amongst invisible butterflies" which portrays feeling alone in an ever expanding universe so beautifully. To "feed the fleece of fragility with emptiness,in the landscape of loneliness~'" which expresses the feelings of depression ao eloquently. This is a very well written piece.
Onpaper Avatar
December 17, 2024 at 11:27 AM
the unseen, resting amongst invisible butterflies, ooo child … the eerieness … drifting between the sun and the sea,.. wind collaborates with the salt and skin of waves, ooo the elegance in those lines.. zephyr breathes amongst paralyzed procrastinators, slippery slope of rocky edges,.. caught in coated curls of jealousy. to steer the spirit of sleepless sheep, ooo yess alliterationssss papi!! while oblivious to the crestfallen thorns, intoxicating your conscience, Love how the flow in this piece is sooo effortlessly.. stealing the light of sun-stroked innocence…this ending is absolutely stunning … breathtaking aeee
Munsell Avatar
December 17, 2024 at 11:22 AM
Ink Impress, I love your poem! I especially love how you begin each stanza, my favorite line being this one: I sing in silence with sanctified verses,
Rhymes Avatar
December 17, 2024 at 11:14 AM
Nice ending … always a good read
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