Mother Nature fell asleep thinking
and her thoughts became dreams
into rich, dark soil sinking.
Nothing in this world is ever as it seems
and her fantasies took root,
watered by rain and underground streams.
By spring, the roots had given birth to shoots
that sought the warmth of the sun,
and the shoots grew and began to produce
stalks and leaves. The growing had begun,
and lifeblood sap was circulating.
As we all know, a woman’s work is never done,
and Mother Nature woke up thinking
now would be the perfect time for flowering.
Kim M. Russell, 22nd September 2020
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics: Let your words be your paintbrush!
Lillian is back to host Poetics today with an artist whose work she first shared with us in 2018. She reminds us that Catrin Welz-Stein studied graphic design in Germany and experimented with mixed media, collages, paintings on canvas and digital art. She searches for license-free images and scours old books and magazines, breaks images into pieces, and then weaves them together with other images to create something entirely new. She is especially interested in folklore, fairy tales, surrealism, medieval times and Jugendstil (Art Noveau).
With Ms. Welz-Stein’s permission, Lillian has chosen four of her images and deliberately left off the titles so that we can free-associate with them. She asks us to select one of these images, include it in our post, and be sure to give credit to Catrin Welz-Stein with a link to her website http://catrin-stein.imagekind.com/store/
We may write an ekphrastic poem in the purest sense, describing the image, or we may simply be motivated by the image and write a poem that in some way connects to the image. Mine turned into a sonnet – a fable for children.