Sunday, January 9, 2011

Creative Destruction


Sky, sea merge
into fiery red;
sands gray, green,
kaleidoscope into color,
absorbing, swallowing,
consuming
trumpet blast,
siren call
of final shadows.
Time cracks open
at sunset;
day of destruction
becomes one flesh
with day of creation.

This poem is submitted for One Shot Sunday, hosted by One Stop Poetry. To see more poems prompted by the photograph (and an interview with the photographer), please visit One Stop Poetry.

Photograph by K.J. Halliday; used with permission via One Shoot Sunday at One Stop Poetry.
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11 comments:

  1. dustusJanuary 9, 2011 at 6:51 AM

    "Time cracks open / at sunset;" Can interpret those 5 words in a few ways. Given the context, creates a powerful effect to the "day of creation." Interesting addition of sounds that add poignant layers of meaning. Thanks for taking the challenge, Glynn!

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  2. ClaudiaJanuary 9, 2011 at 8:39 AM

    glynn i loved the line..Time cracks open at sunset..this does sth. with my heart

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  3. Louise GallagherJanuary 9, 2011 at 9:16 AM

    You've done it again, cracked upon my heart with your words.

    Powerful poem Glynn -- so suited to the imagery. It reads red.

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  4. JerryJanuary 9, 2011 at 9:17 AM

    Cued up for me the cyclical nature of life. Seasons churning, turning, never without hope, never without cutting edges. Keep em coming. You stir my tanks(selfishly saying...)

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  5. hedgewitchJanuary 9, 2011 at 10:25 AM

    Great feel of the primordial here, Glynn. I would have said the blue cold ocean was the antithesis of this image, yet you worked it into a flowing sequence that very effectively unites the parts into an over-riding whole. Very nicely done indeed.

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  6. FireblossomJanuary 9, 2011 at 11:15 AM

    Ay. A girl goes out for a loaf of bread and walks straight into Arma-freakin-geddon. Sheesh!

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  7. ... PaigeJanuary 9, 2011 at 2:02 PM

    time cracks open at sunset

    super image

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  8. Jenne' R. Andrews January 9, 2011 at 3:24 PM

    like shay-- i felt and saw Armageddon reading this-- the heart of the matter, and don't we all live many armageddons a day? xxxj

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  9. UnknownJanuary 9, 2011 at 3:28 PM

    'siren call
    of final shadows'

    makes me think of a favorite...C.S. Lewis' 'The Great Divorce'

    I love where you went with it, and what it brings out about the image!

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  10. MTJJanuary 9, 2011 at 6:10 PM

    Hi Glynn,

    "Sky, sea merge
    into fiery red...Time cracks open
    at sunset;    "

    The image and opening words remind me of volcanic activity, something violent and unusal interrupting the normal course of the day.

    Thanks for sharing your poetry and picture.

    Blessings and peace.

    MTJ

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  11. AnonymousJanuary 9, 2011 at 6:15 PM

    time cracks open

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