Monday, April 30, 2007


Universe of skies
g r a v I t y
spinning compasses
forge their deviance
magnetic poles drift
      whisper secrets
      squeezing truth
until you
Just stop.
      Just stop.
In the dark
Wash the entire world
My hands
Don't know
to touch


Vixen said...

Great Poem!

Canterbury Soul said...

brilliant! i like the visual impact and the simplicity of the words used.

Verilion said...

Wow this is great. I see you've been using your time to compose some great stuff while you've been hosting your competition. I like the way you've set it out so it is almost like a waterfall at one point.

Terri said...

I don't know what it is about your poetry that is so captivating; then again I don't know much about poetry. I do like the way the words flow and cascade; and that's a great photograph, even if I can't figure out what it is. It looks like an acid trip ;)

billie said...

I love this one, a lot.

The last line brings it to a perfect close.

mermaid said...

In the dark
Wash the entire world
My hands
Don't know
to touch'

Lines of water, streams of consciousness...which ones will we touch indeed.

Kate said...

i love that pic. it's so vibrant.

jason evans said...

Vixen, thanks. :)

Canterbury Soul, much appreciated! I liked incorporating the visual impact of the words into this one.

Verilion, I did get some nice photographs in the meantime. One even might be the next contest pic!

Terri, I love that you find the poetry compelling. What a high compliment! The picture as an acid trip...I like that. :)

Billie, next to the dark poetry of fragrance, touch is the most heartbreaking of all the senses.

Mermaid, I suppose the first step is to reach out.

Kate, any idea what it might be? :)

Jaye Wells said...

I liked this one a lot, both the pic and the verse. I have no idea what the pic is, but I love it. A fishing lure? You did some photographical trickery no doubt.

suzanabrams said...

The poem is effective in helping me catch its mission of a slight dizzy effect, jason. :-)

The Tart said...

Wow ... lovely, as always!

Romantic poetry smooches,
The Tart
; *

jason evans said...

Jaye, thanks. :) The picture is a multi-second exposure of a Tiffany-style lamp with a dragonfly pattern. I rotated and moved the camera for the blur, then held still to burn in the wing elements.

Susan, yes, you've captured it. :)

Tart, thanks so much. :) I'm quite a fan of your poetry.