Travelling medium

~ Lia

I was gypsum, smooth, wet, pristine,

plaster-of-paris clean

then just when I’d been shaped perfectly

enough on which

to hang some other guy’s painting

he came and pulled

his fingers through me

dragging his strength

through my wide-spread

heart

and I, ruined, became

fine art.

His hand the focus of a most

sensual medium’s

waylaid

then-shaped

beauty

.

.

HandInGypsum-via-mindlovemiserysmeagerie.wordpress.com-photoChallenge325-via-LiaThePoet.com
Image: by David Altmejd, via Aashi (FallingUpwardsWeb), via MindLoveMiserysMenagerie

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I just read this poem by Aashi (in my feed), thereby found the photo prompt by MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie (though sadly I can’t find it in the WP reader) and decided to give it a go. (It just so happens I’d been thinking about artful spirits and gypsum last night, when titling poems, y’know. ;))

With thanks to Aashi, Mindlovemisery, and Nekneeraj’s photo prompt (#325)

for a fun impromptu exercise.

***
Edit 2020-08-05 08:20 pronouns changed from you/your to he/his.

Published by Lia

Co-dependant poetry junkie

17 thoughts on “Travelling medium”

  3. Beautiful! The way you interpreted the photo prompt is truly remarkable, Lia!
    I love the subtle pun- ‘plaster of paris’, don’t know if it was unintentional but it was very well crafted. 🙏🤗🌈💕

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    1. Thanks a lot dear Akanksha. Means a lot to me. As far as that phrase goes, I was only exemplifying gypsum in the poem, also Paris is that not far from me; but I love the way you read, and if there are any other meanings, I will love it if you enlighten me. 😍🥰🙏🔆🦋

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