it is not
forever not
everlasting neither
early nor late–
it is not never
not now
it’s located where
it can’t be seen
but it is not lost–
just somewhere
that is nowhere
or perhaps elsewhere
it’s a series of endless
clues in a game
without an end–
a spiral upended
down into
bottomless time
whereupon
it returns
from nevermore
to anywhere–
ending up as
it began–wherever
A poem using the repetitive technique of polyptoton, the challenge from Frank at dVerse, for Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above.
I tend to use a lot of repetition, but not exactly in this way. An interesting exercise.
K. 
I love this, Kerfe…both the painting and the poem. The colours are spectacular and the shading of the words a perfect match… leading everywhere and otherwhere.
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Thanks Sue. That photo is very intriguing. I have a lot of other ideas about it too (and I’m enjoying reading the responses).
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I hope you will share some of those ideas, Kerfe 🙂
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I’m sure they will turn up at some point…
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🙂
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What a great poem! ❤️ And your art is spectacular – love the red!!
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Thanks Jill–red always has an impact.
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The poem sounds like life. I love the art.
I missed the prompt, but I want to try this, at some point.
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Thanks Merril. It’s so hard to keep up with all the prompts, but this is definitely one to revisit.
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Many polyptotons here on ‘ever’, ‘end’ , ‘now’ and ‘where’.
I like the red circle with darkish background and the contrast in brightness of the colors. There is something about a circle that focuses attention.
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There is…maybe why I’m obsessed with circles right now. Thanks Frank!
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Impressive write
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Thanks!
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Oh the circle of questions … round and round.
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Always.
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This was a fun write that rollicked its way taking us from anywhere to somewhere …maybe or perhaps!
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Thanks Beverly.
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Oh, how cool. I was intrigued by the polyptoton prompt then got sidetracked. You did a great job with it and I love your art work. It all works together.
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Thanks. It was a challenge, but I was happy with the final result.
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Swirling flames of obsfucation. This reminds me of Frank Prem’s poetry. It is saying nothing but it is saying everything that needs to be said. I knew you would come up with something fantastic for this.
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Thanks Jade. I had quite a few false starts. I don’t know Frank Premises, but will look him up.
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It’s Frank Prem. Here’s a link to his blog:
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/48790742
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Thanks . I found it. Although I wish he also wrote out as well as read the poems.
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Most of the time he does write them out?
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The ones I saw were all recordings.
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He has another website and I know he’s working on some audio projects. Here is a link to one written:
https://frankprem.com/the-darling-leaves-of-winter/
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Nice! He’s a much better poet than I am. He has a precision I lack, and is better with the empty spaces. Thanks!
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You are welcome and glad to introduce you to his work.
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Excellent response, on multiple fronts.
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Thanks Ken.
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A great poem to make the reader think, Kerfe.
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Thanks Robbie.
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That was an interesting poem. Sort of Mad Hatter and Escher combined. 🙂 Love your creativity, Kerfe.
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Thanks Diana. The words lead me rather than the other way around I think.
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I really, really love this, Kerfe!
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Thanks Betty. Sue’s photo prompts often lead me to interesting places.
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