what I keep secret
is written on my body
underneath my skin–
what I choose to feel
shows up hidden, as tattoos
blood-inked inside veins
that hostage my heart,
a pounding prison of fear–
frozen, silent, still–
no magic portal
arrives to illuminate
who I am and why–
only the moon sees, the stars–
reflecting me back, alive
For W3 prompt #36, where Muri has asked for a 14 line poem on the subject of poverty.
K. 
I like this haiku sonnet. It’s a very Kerfe style.
The moon sees everything.
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She does. And I agree–this form feels very natural to me.
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You’re welcome.
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The two images, although using the same colors, present very different atmospheres. The first one reminds me of a parasitic insect that has its host trapped. The second one looks like the host has decided to fight back with a spear. (My mind’s Rorshach of them.) Moonlight magic at work.
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Thanks Jade. They were meant to be closed and then opening, but beyond that, we each see ourselves in them I think. Yes, moonlight magic.
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It’s funny that if I look at them again and consider for myself, they look very different. I wonder what that means?
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Everything is always in transition, including us.
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❤
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I saw a turtle in the first painting, then maybe the turtle phoenixing. No matter, I like the pictures and the poem, which as Merril says, is very Kerfe.
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I definitely see the turtle too. I like that these Rorschach paintings do as they were meant to do–provide many ways of interpretation. Thanks!
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I love those seeming contradictions. We judge people on the most meaningless of criteria—appearances. Poverty is a garment but only a garment.
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That’s the crux of it, although I never would have thought to express it that way myself. Thanks Jane.
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xxx
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Enigmatic. Words and images both. Very Kerfe!
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Which of course is what a Rorschach is supposed to be. Maybe why I like them so much.
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in afterthought, these images are delicious, if a little disturbing (not a criticism).
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Meant to be disturbing, so well-observed.
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The haiku sonnet is a favorite of mine – and I love this one!! The emotions tattooed inside veins – wow!
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Thanks Muri. There are some great responses to your prompt. I don’t know how you will choose…
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HI Kerfe, this poem is beautifully depictive. Wonderful!
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Thanks Robbie!
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This is definitely one of my favorites of yours, Kerfe – and I love how you turned “hostage” into a verb!
❤
David
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Thanks David. This was an excellent prompt from Muri–my favorite group of responses to W3 so far.
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The moon makes a perfect confidante!
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It does. I am always looking out for it.
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Kerfe ❤
I just wanna share that this week's W3, hosted by the sweet, lovely Sarah David, is now live:
Enjoy!
~David
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