A Simple Sunday featuring the artist stylin’s of BUMP!!!!!
…and we’re pleased to bring you, once again:
About the artist (by the artist):
I like Outdoor Events like Sports,Hiking,Fishing,Swimming.
Movies, Music, Art…Of all Kind…I Paint…Sketch…
Draw…Create…I find meaning in it all.
We picked today’s art because of its dreamy quality…and Bump wanted you all to know that he was inspired by another artist for this work that
he recreated it and BUMP-A-FIED it.
Today’s Featured Art
please use only this piece of art for today’s challenge
We can’t wait to read all the poetry!!!!!
One last “programming” note…there will be no video chat on Sunday. Seven is having some difficulties with her health.
…. So, we have to show all the love on the blog
Woo Hoo I just finished mine ~ not having such a good feeling in my tummy tonight *sigh* ~ so I’ma gonna need to bug out early 😥
Oh I do hope you get some rest Sevena!!! MUAH & (((Hugs)))
I want to thank Bump for agreeing to a feature.
I need to rest now…it’s not been a very good day, but I will be back tomorrow to enjoy the rest of the poetry. Be well all!
All My Old Loves Are Gone
Molly had her second child
and is getting married
Emily S. re – united with
an old love
and is moving to
San Francisco
Mel turned lesbian
Dara turned psycho
Sally Casio succumbed
to coke and
bad men
and is so skinny
she barely exists.
Rachael lives in
New York City
and is slowly killing
everyone around
her
Liz is divorced and
now with a man
twice her age
and seems
quite happy
Jeanie is living
with Pascal
and we bring our cats
to the
vet
together every six months
Heather J. has
hyper – thyroid disease
but her boyfriend
has been sober
for 6 weeks
and they’ve been
spending more
time
together
Rosemary remains
beautiful
perfect
and
untouchable
Vanessa is unknowable
Alexis
was a deferred dream
Alexea won’t write anymore
Jamie S. is incommunicado
I haven’t seen Sarah K.
in five years
and Sarah T.
seems content
for the first
time
ever
some loves
touch
some loves
never come close
some loves
are imagination
and some loves
are so real
that their
memories
will remain beyond death
I was never worthy
yet
I received:
thanks for nothing
and
I mean that
as a
compliment.
BUMP!!!!! YOU ARE SO TALENTED!!!!!!!
Very interesting creative effort Bump, really a stunning effect! Thanks for letting us muse off of it this week! I hope you find my write to it does not – well, stink LOL
This is a quick one! 😉
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Fantastic art piece Bump!! I’ll be back with a poem for you all.
J.
Just poppin in ta show sum love … Awesome piece here Bump !!!! I knows I cant do no picture write but iiiis be back over wit sum sum in a bit …. Hugs :groovy: :entertained:
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Thank you for such an interesting piece of art, shared..:)
SMOKE
Smoke fills me
My world so cloudy
Yet I see whats before me
Its the gettin there that bothers me
I have not been very far in this life of mine
But I know the way round to the other side
Smoke fills me
But its not to dark to see
There is but always a glimmer of hope
That always keeps me going in hope be see
All that I want to see if not in this I know but the next
Smoke fills me
But there is always light at the end of any tunnel
The way may be long and well traveled by the time I get there
But of I am willing too try hard and make it too the finish line just in time
Smoke fills me
Like they say smoke gets in your eye
It is blinding to some but yet I see well where um going
And I think its gonna be just fine too see what on the other side
Written By: Bettie Davis —————————————– © May 14 , 2011
Awesome artwork, Bump! Thanks so much for sharing it with us. Wonderful poetry. Looking forward to trying something.
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In Simple Sunday Challenge ~
Cloud Nine ~ Written Byyy g.T Art Byyy Todd ~ ® TM © WITHIN…
CONSUMED
Bonfired reflections
rising toward midnight
punctuating the silence
of my heart,
flames reaching up
into the darkened sky
as etched against
the black of night,
syncopated rhythms,
passion’s intensity
dancing wildly,
frenzied magic
emblazoned against
the fearless sky.
And within the flames
an enlightened moment,
honesty rising up,
so often vague
and hard to see
in the bright light of the day;
elusive answers coming clear
out of the darkness
that was night
as within that darkness
facing them,
embracing what was feared,
fears consumed in fire’s flames,
And what was yesterday,
the stresses and fears,
release their grip
within the frenzied flames
and fall away
as the dark of night
begins to fade
into to the dawn
and morning’s light.
(c) barbara kausteklis 5-15-11
Almost Tooo Real & Surreal For Words…
Like An Aurora Light ~ At Ends Of Earth ~
Of Beckoning Thaws Callls Out Tooo Meee ~
Only There For AAA Moments Time Nigh Tooo Set Freee ~
Returning Each Darkess Dawn Tooo Haunt & Hunt For Theee ~
Linger In Sky’s Of Ambiquity doubtfulness Falls
& Or Uncertainty Crawls From Mine Minds Eye ~
As III Then Hav Nooo Meanings Near
or Intentions Can III Seee Clear ~
Tooo Speak Of These Things Aloud
Am III Not Allowed Tooo Fear ~
With Nooo More Guilty ~ AAA Tear
An Ambiguous As It Maaay Seeem…
Swaaay Lost Upon Th_ Waaay & Dream ~
Open Tooo More Doors…
Than One Maaay Interpretate…
Precipitate In Daybreaks ~ Having For More…
Meaning Driving AAA Cold Stare Intooo Thy Core…
& Back Unclear or Inexact…
Because Th_ Cause Iss Not In Black ~
AAA Choice Can Nigh Believe
How Now Doth Myyy Eyes Deceive…
Thru Farrowed Cracks
AAA Gaseous Gas Isss Released
Between Alternatives
Than Please Thy Weiry Wondered Soul ~
That Theee Are Not Deceased
Buttt UnReleased In Myyy Control…
Hast Not Been Made Or Laid
In Of AAA Manners Manored Slave…
Grave Moments As These ~ An Unclear…Plead ~
Then Bleeeds Th_ Whole Indefinite…
As Time Doth Stare & Flea Or Equivocal Words…
Are Then Set Tooo Cliiing ~ In Motions Th_ Chime ~
That Dost Riiing ~ Bring Whispers Of Echoes
In Winds Of Purple Passions Pink ~
As III Wont Beee…
Past Tense In Participle’s Deceit…
Because III Willl Tooo Believe
Or Saaay Something Sooo Vile Untrue…
Advantage Gained In Windowed Pains Are Now Alll Thru ~
Impressions Mistake Directions In AAA Familar Once Weee Knew ~
Of Things That Then…Like Weeeds Once Grew ~
Interested In Nothing More Than AAA Heal Swept Shoe ~
Crushin Th_ Seeed & Neeed Dusted Awaaay You Flew ~
Winds Blown As Nights Sooo Often Dooo ~
Stuck Like AAA Foggy Mourn In AAA Mornin Dew ~
Sooo Few Seee Meee For What III Am ~
In Eyes Of AAA Lions Lamb ~ As III Am !!! III Am Nigh Sooo Meak Or Weak ~
Think… Before Ye Speak…When You Saaaay Th_ Words… That YOU LOVE MEEE ~
But Don’t Beee Deceived… Or Relieved If III Saaay…That III LOV YOU ~
Only Stand Giv AAA Hand & Understand ~ This Must & Much Beee Tru ~
Written Byyy g.T & Inspired Byyy Ye ~
® TM © WITHIN…
Beauty in your truthful heart here Bump……HUGS….. 🙂
The beauty without,
filled with ego and anger
….betrayed and exposed.
All great writes to the art piece! Thanks for letting us use your inspiring art, Bump!
I have falling in love with you all…once again…through rhyming stanzas and voluptuous words. You made it another beautifully simple sunday. Much love
Hello Sevena and Bump and everyone! Well Bump, I made it back as promised “(sorry it took me longer then I had hoped)…your art is amazing and I just had to send you a compliment and a write for a wonderful and inspiring art piece!
Jon