16 May: The Overflow

WikiArt: Atropos (The Fates) by Francisco Goya, Original Title: Atropos (Las Parcas), Date: 1820 - 1823, Series: Black Paintings (1819-1823), Museo del Prado, Madrid, Spain. Public Domain.
WikiArt: Atropos (The Fates) by Francisco Goya, Original Title: Atropos (Las Parcas), Date: 1820 - 1823, Series: Black Paintings (1819-1823), Museo del Prado, Madrid, Spain. Public Domain.

The Overflow

Between cold tins of beans
and tea from melted snow,
we told the children it was
fireworks falling from the brutal sky.

Look up, we’d say, The reassuring sun
still watches over us, and the rain
still licks winter wheat to a shine,

but some days
the phantom of freedom
is an unreachable blue,
our songs melancholic,
and words drawn sharp
as dry summer, and

between cold tins of beans
and tea from melted snow,
we overflow into your epoch
of grey gardens.


My music choice for this piece is Mark Knopfler – Brothers In Arms (Berlin 2007 | Official Live Video). Image from WikiArt: Atropos (The Fates) by Francisco Goya, Original Title: Atropos (Las Parcas), Date: 1820 – 1823, Series: Black Paintings (1819-1823), Museo del Prado, Madrid, Spain. Public Domain. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter. Also shared with Go Dog Go.

Mark Knopfler – Brothers In Arms (Berlin 2007 | Official Live Video).

14 responses to “16 May: The Overflow”

  1. This is beautiful, Misky 💕🙂

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    1. Thank you, Harmony.

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  2. An extraordinary poem, Misky! It is so sad! The tea from melted snow. The unreachable freedom. The grey gardens. And the wonderful lines in it! “rain still licks wheat to a shine” and “words drawn sharp as dry summer”. Just wonderful.

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    1. Thank you! I think this one might have a future somewhere.

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      1. Abso-bloody-lutely! 😀

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  3. In my (now loooooong ago) solo snowshoeing days, snow tea was my favorite treat before I turned and headed home. Nice work; wonderful ekphrastics, M. Salute!

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    1. Snap. Snow tea was something I used to do loooooong ago when cross-country skiing. Not sure why it’s tasty, but it is. Maybe because I was so friggin’ cold! Thanks, Ron.

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  4. “but some days
    the phantom of freedom
    is an unreachable blue,
    our songs melancholic,
    and words drawn sharp
    as dry summer, ”

    This is just wonderful Misky, sad and wonderful! 😁👏👌 Full of beautiful imagery too! 😁😀👍

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    1. Thank you so much!

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  5. A brilliant and powerful use of nature’s forces and “our” basic essentials to drive home the overall brutality of war! … a I love Mark Knopflers poignant song …☮🌻🌏

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    1. Thank you, Ivor! So kind of you to leave me such an encouraging message.

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      1. I enjoyed your meaning poem Misky

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  6. What a beautiful poem that is. Amazing.

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    1. Many thanks, Vinny!

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