A Simple Sunday featuring art by Esmerelda
Here is are the rules of Simple Sunday:
1. Look at the featured art.
2. Write a poem or a prose piece inspired by the art.
It’s that Simple!
So, join us as we explore the:
Today, we present to you:
About the artist:
Miss Esme is a California chica.
She describes her art style as symbolist +surreal+psychedelic+ abstract, with pieces of pure reality mixed in. She began creating art, (mostly drawings, at first) as a therapeutic tool, as suggested to her by a mentor.
We first found her on myspace [ www.myspace.com.arteesmerelda ] and have watched her artistic expression bloom to include painting, a piece of which we present to you today, as your inspiration.
As much as we adore her abstract and surreal pieces, we’ve chosen a realistic landscape and character piece. This piece she created as a gift to her sister’s Grandmother and I believe it truly shows her ability as a painter. So, without further ado:
Today’s Featured Art
“Untitled”
please use only this piece of art for this challenge
***AS ALWAYS***
If you use the image of this painting in anyway (i.e. a pic ‘n poem) please credit the artist somewhere on the graphic. Thank you.
Here on the CPC, we encourage and enjoy artistic expression. It doesn’t matter if you considered yourself a poet or writer or just someone who dabbles with words, we want you to share your poetry.
The only things we ask is that you respect each other. We’re not about attacking poets, here….we’re about sharing and supporting those who write and enjoy poetry.
So, let’s have some fun…
Leave your love to the artist here, if you’d like
A fine artpiece Esmerelda! Thank you for letting us muse off of it!
three maiden washing
dreaming of the day
when they can leave
the village
that locks them away
Got your message Bob… Not much but I have been writing a lot the last 2 days…great art!!!
Great peice Esmerelda ~
Hope III Can Dooo It Justice W/ Myyy Words ~
just told jean i might not get here,, so exhausted,, but im goign to try to do a write for it its beautiful
A PLACE CALLED ZYON
In a place called Zyon
At the rivers of Babaylon
people washed their clothes
and sang
their hearts joyful
their soul light
they forgot the strife
and toil
with light hearts
they carried the clothes
up the mountain side.
and in the shadow of the mountain
high
thier songs will never die
be joyous this day
the Lord came to say
for its
the day I bring you home
to stay,,
Nice one, Inky! :love:
I wanted to focus more on the river! 😆
:love:
Such gorgeous art and eloquent poetry All. Thanks so much, Esmerelda for sharing your beautiful painting with us today.
Thank you, (((Cheryl))) 🙂 :love:
IT’S TIME…
It’s time for the washing of the clothes
Native women sing and chit-chat, I suppose
A beautiful, sunny, clear day
The mountains and valley’s are seen far away
These were easier times, I’ve been told
But, pounding laundry in the water’s cold
Does not seem like an easy task to me
No time left to kick back and to be free
This mountain creek is very cold and blue
Reminding me of men that I once knew
Snow-capped mountain in the distance
A beautiful sight in all it’s essense
Below is a valley so green
Such a vision is rarely ever seen
Especially since “white man” has claimed this land
The native’s can see, but don’t understand
Before the ships came sailing in
And white-men committed this deadly sin
Taking all the good land to settle upon
Forcing native’s out with lies and with brawn
The clouds are darkening in the northern sky
Just like the hearts of these people as they cry
What have they done to upset Great Spirit this way?
Respecting the land and the animals every day
Maybe we can’t see it, but these are the facts
As their tears flow, leaving heavy tracks
The time’s will only get worse
Because of the burden of their curse…
Dori {19june11}
WASH DAY BLUE
Wash all day long
By the river side
Hang on a vine
Are spreed on a rock
In the hot sun to dry
Just to git dirty all over again
Written By: Bettie Davis —————————————- © June 19 , 2o11
Archived image unavailable
FROM THE SOURCE
I’ve heard the voice of wisdom
as it’s been passed down to me;
I’ve heard it through the wind
as it’s rustled through the trees.
I’ve heard it through the ocean’s waves
and whispered in the breeze.
And I’ve heard it from those
who knew for they have listened well
as it came to them from the source
and they have passed it down to me.
And I’d always wondered
where it came from,
this wisdom that they knew,
the wisdom that they knew so well
and passed it down to me.
So today I’ve come to join them,
the ones who came before,
filling my cup from the stream
so crystal clear and flowing
directly from wisdom’s source
as it nourishes both mind and soul
from that celestial mountain
almost touching the sky.
And from that mountain high above,
the water flows so pure and clean,
no barriers can restrain
sweet wisdom as it flows
through the walls and confines
that man has built to keep it in.
And at the source,
all barriers broken,
I join with them and fill my cup
with the gentle rush of wisdom
flowing there across time
and generations from the source,
so I can pass it on once more
as it has been
passed down
to me.
(c) barbara kausteklis 6-19-11
Thanks to Esmerelda for sharing her powerful painting with us.
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I have no idea what I’m doing so bear with me:
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Mothers and Fathers
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They say the mountain is our Mother
And the river is our Life
They say the men folk are our Masters
And that we are born to Wife.
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But we are women in our bodies
And we are masters in our souls
We are born to birth the children
But we have more than that as goals.
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All the day we do the hard work
All the night we sing and pray
For the strength to face the challenge
That’s sure to come at dawn of day.
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All our Mothers and our Fathers
Through the centuries they still speak
The Mothers telling us to be bold
The Fathers scolding to be meek.
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But there is a kind of balance
That we learn to understand
In this life we must be both, as
We walk upon this sacred land.
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by Voo
June 19, 2011
Beautiful Art…..Love all that you do Sevena, Jon and Darrell…….And the writes posted here are awesome!!!!!!
thank you to all the beautiful poets who made today so wonderful. Be well all. See you next Sunday