For The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #133
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And Poets United: Poetry Pantry #174
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Winds of Rebellion
Like invisible wind wending through
tall prairie grass impulse to rebel
can hit human psyche. Attempting to bend
will, make it kneel, to whisperings
of strange variety and rhythms.
Could begin as distant call to change
or might emit precise clench-fisted demand
that white picket fence of rigid self-rule be ended,
begging new creation.
Best to remember, like that whirling prairie wind,
rebellion might sing, dance, whimper or moan.
But, whichever form it chooses, seeks only
to be acknowledged.
Elizabeth Crawford 11/3/2013
Notes: First image is a digital painting done my myself with some added weather from a friend. Second image is a photo taken last year.
Soul's Music 
Begs new creation indeed. What’s repressed will get expressed!
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emanates powerful emotions
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A powerful metaphor, and a very clever image creation: I envy your ability with words and pictures.
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and like that prairie wind, the rebellion will eventually find some peace. Really like the photos with your words!
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I am sure nature laughs at us in our human frailty but she would of course be pleased with your poem.
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I love the white picket fence of self-rule! and the finale, to be acknowledged. Very satisfying wordle 🙂
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Always good to pull down those internal white picket fences..feel the space..and wonder..
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Ah, the desire to be acknowledged — perhaps not only ‘rebellion’ but us all!! Smiles.
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i think there is a strong connection between rebellion and being acknowledged…wanting to be heard…to no long feel their voices are silenced by the oppressive rule
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There is much food for thought in your delicious poem this morning. Thank you for sharing. Love the digital art ! What programs are you using to create your art?
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Being a teenager i know the kind of rebellion you are talking about. We just need acknowledgement. A fight is always better than being ignored.
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loved the theme of rebellion… sometimes as years pass we lose that edge…
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That need for acknowledgement is strong. Your last stanza wraps the piece up well. I love your art and your photo.
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Great parallel – wind blowing through prairie grass and the need to rebel. I think every teenager should read that, and be reassured.
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I love your digital painting and “that whirling prairie wind.”
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Wonderful use of metaphor, Elizabeth. I am actually on schedule to read this week’s poems as I missed last week. I hope all is well with you, my friend.
Pamela
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I love your poem and your art. You really speak to the theme of rebellion!
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So very true–I love this pairing of verse and art–beautifully written!
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The White Picket Fence and self-rule, honestly, great stuff. Your view of nature is to be applauded, because if we humans learned rebellion anywhere, it was from Mother Nature… enhanced by the kudzu! Amy
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I too loved that white-picket fence line–perfect! And I love that digital painting, too. Quite wise words–rebellion wants to be acknowledged–just like all of usl 🙂
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Cleverly done. The last stanza rounds off to perfection.
Anna :o]
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your images and words go perfectly together. 🙂
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Love the poem and love the artworks
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Love that last stanza, Elizabeth, as well as your photos.
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Wonderful, I loved the art and poem.
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