Permeable thought patterns
flame beneath speckled blue feet,
while serenity startles herself into anguish.
Born of stars,
the frozen earth watches, bemused,
as anguish dances across the landscape
melting a path through fields of her flesh.
Cold fresh air shocks against earth
and she laughs so hard
that she quakes.
Brenda Warren 2012
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Process Notes:
The wordle words were an odd bunch for me this week. Last night I went to sleep thinking about permeable thoughts…just to tackle the word permeable. I knew before sleeping that I should take a surreal route. That I did. It flew onto my screen quickly. The only editing I did was to punctuate. To see more pieces using the words below, visit The Sunday Whirl.
undercaws 
Belated birthday wishes Brenda! I really like your take on this especially “dancing anguish” – I’m sure if it was hot enough to dance, it would melt everything in its path …
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Permeable. I had trouble pronouncing and i forgot it’s meaning too. Lol! but in the end, it got change to permeates in my poem.
Interesting poem too- love this part
Born of stars,
the frozen earth watches, bemused,
as anguish dances across the landscape
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Brenda, I like your take on the wordle words; good choice of speaker. I really like “as anguish dances across the landscape”.
Richard
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smiles..so that is what is happening in the quakes…oh how we mar her surface though….nice piece…
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Yes, we mar her surface. We abuse our mother (Earth) every day.
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Strange how the words all lend themselves to thinking mother earth. The personification rocks. I like how the word “permeable” seeps into all our poems. Thanks for being the wonderful source of our inspiration, and Happy happy birthday Brenda. Marianne’s birthday poem is too wonderful–it truly is.
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Thank you for your kind words, and birthday wishes….it was a good one (one of the best, actually!). Marianne’s poem humbles me; it made my day. I printed it out, and will read it when I need a boost. 🙂 You all are so wonderful.
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Brenda- I am drawn to the surreal and feel a connection with the way your words fell together. The ending was a nice touch.
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There’s more to this than meets the eye… love it… especially the ending.
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“Born of stars” what an absolutely wonderful image, Brenda. The last stanza truly brings this together in the most delightful way.
Pamela
Hope your birthday was great! You are now officially catching up with me 🙂
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Thank you, Pamela, for the birthday wishes and the “absolutely wonderful image.” It feels good, I’ll take it. 😉
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Refreshing thoughts Brenda! Brilliant use of the random words. A great verse!
Hank
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beware the laughter resulting from bewildered bemusement
Nicely concise, Brenda!
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This is a great poem, and like the others above, I loved the ending.
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I just loved the ending, Brenda. I laughed along with the earth!
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That’s funny, Mary. I laughed the first time I read it, too.
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I agree with ViV — I found the poem real and believable. Of course, that might speak to the way we see things [did you think of that, ViV?]. I’ll give you interestingly metaphorical. Yes, even the blue speckled feet 😀
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Thanks Margo. I loved the blue speckled feet. It made me smile.
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The only editing was to punctuate? It’s brilliant! I love that you went to sleep thinking about permeable and woke up with this amazing poem!
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Wow, Thanks Marianne. I waited to come and read comments because I was nervous about the reception. Your comment is appreciated.
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Your last two lines really made me smile. Congratulations – your surreality felt real to me.
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Thank you, Viv. This was a rough one to me, I don’t like it as much as you do. ha!
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