"Had the price of looking been blindness, I would have looked." ~Ralph Ellison
I held her once my fickle friend before she had to flee
It seemed a mere moment that I could never seize
The only grasp I could hope to hold would never suffice
For beauty is a wayward kind that leaves before goodbyes
The only way to capture her and keep her in one place
Is a snapshot or paint and canvas held within a picture frame.
you captured her beautifully.
ReplyDeleteI've seen that lady somewhere.
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This is also a work of art ....
ReplyDeleteLovely poem Carrie, says so many serious things and at the end, did I detect humour? More of that please.
ReplyDeleteBTW, Ralph Emerson was fishing for his reader's need for pathos. He should have been told as a child "What the eye doesn't see the heart doesn't grieve over"!
Lovely Carrie, and beauty leaves long before goodbyes...that is so true..but when it does leave before goodbye...it becomes legend and story of myth and magic...that line has me thinking...blessngs...I love your background....bkm
ReplyDeleteAnd the painting in a frame give us a lasting beauty...
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ReplyDeleteI like this ... very much.
ReplyDeleteCarrie- so well done !
ReplyDeleteI wonder hoe many have said 'the only way to keep.........' Lovely write.
ReplyDeleteCarrie, a beautiful poem about a familiar painting.
ReplyDeleteVery lovely poem
ReplyDeleteA very thoughtful response. Beautiful writing.
ReplyDeletei think there's so much love painted into this picture and you captured it well carrie
ReplyDeleteA vision to behold indeed lady.. :)
ReplyDeleteVery beautifully composed!
Your words are as delectable as her smile and the painting itself..
Hugs xx
Wow..this captures that gut-wrenching feeling of loss...and the (futile) attempt to preserve and capture. Great write. Vb
ReplyDeleteHi, thanks for stopping by and commenting :) I like your blog too, it has a peaceful presence. A beautifully scribed poem and the quote is a nice opening.
ReplyDeleteThis is how I sometimes feel about my ever-increasing wrinkles--vain, I know. Your poem is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI know what Versebender means.
ReplyDeletebeautiful...mona lisa was pretty - i am so glad she was captured !
ReplyDeleteVery enjoyable...
ReplyDeletelovely words.
ReplyDeletehave fun today.
Perfect take, Carrie - Capturing such beauty if only within the stillness of a frame is to catch that ephmeral smile exactly in its moment. It's like what Blake said -- "... he who kisses the joy as it flies / lives in eternity's sunrise." That's what you did. The Ellison quote was wonderful. - Brendan
ReplyDeleteHow marvelous to open your poem with
ReplyDeleteI held her once...
Are you da Vinci or Francesco del Giacondo today?
It's good to be back, Carrie, if only for a while!
Thank you all for your wonderful comments I have so enjoyed visiting everyone's blog and reading your writing...
ReplyDeleteNinotaziz....i am glad you are back....i guess i am da Vinci for today.
Hope everyone has a great weekend! :-)
A lovely piece. That time captured forever.
ReplyDeleteAn absolute delight to read and absorb...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem.......and your site is looking wonderful- everyone seems to be giving their sites a facelift for spring! Lovely.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful write, enjoyed it..and i really liked your page, great creative work :)
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Marinela
Superbe.
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