somehow the blank piece of paper becomes something else

my hands drawn
into lines—tensely
embracing
escaping
furtively from fear, riddled
with hesitation

erasing
beginning again
layering
accruals
disguised by repetiton
over and over

and yet not
the same these motions
these attempts
to capture
a moment streaming tracing
the outlines of time

I’ve used the image from National Geographic provided by De at dVerse as inspiration for my watercolor/quadrille using the word stream.

Also linking to earthweal, where Sarah discuss the harvest festival of Lammas and asked us to think about how we harvest and transform in our own lives.

26 thoughts on “somehow the blank piece of paper becomes something else”

  5. “accruals disguised by repetition over and over and yet not the same these motions,”… sigh.. this is such a deeply satisfying poem! 💝💝

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  6. fascinating how we all read different things into your wonderful creations Kerfe!

    I see your relentless pursuit of perfection as your real work in progress, your priority in life … we feel you are there but you strive for constant improvement 🙂

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