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Monday, March 03, 2008

Two Views

Absolute Vanilla

posted this picture and wrote this about it with a somewhat sad tone. When I saw it, I pictured the possiblities of the open gate which inspired me, with her encouragement, to write and post my poem below. Go have a look and see how the same image evoked such a different take. I'd love to see what others might write about or closed. Funny how I so wanted it to be open, that I actually made it open up in my mind's eye just for me!

the open gate

unlatch the padlock
throw off the heavy chain
that binds my gate so tightly closed
so that I may freely
invite you in
to share all that I have seen
for I have seen beauty that knows no bounds…..

enter and behold
my story -
everyone's story
who has ever passed
through this threshold
beyond the lazy vines
that creep and wrap themselves around me
and have been awestruck at the sight
of strong billowy white clouds sailing in a brilliant blue sky
and a gigantic orange globe of fire sink in seconds beneath the horizon –
I beckon you -
your own story awaits

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Blogger Irrelephant said...

There's few symbolic objects as powerful as a gate. I quite like your take on them, as open portals rather than exclusionary objects.

Monday, March 03, 2008

Blogger Dave said...

When I see objects such as these gates, I often wonder what history has passed by. If the gates could only speak..... What would we learn!

Monday, March 03, 2008

Blogger Akelamalu said...

What lovely words and so fitting!

Monday, March 03, 2008

Blogger Absolute Vanilla (& Atyllah) said...

I love your interpretation of the image and the need for the gate to be open, rather than closed. What I did with "my" gate was to take some shots with the lens right up close to the metalwork, seemingly really looking through and into, being part of, the field beyond. I have to say, each time I pass the gate, I feel like I want to break open the padlock and step through the gate.

Monday, March 03, 2008

Blogger Barbara said...

Open and closed make all the difference in the world. I can imagine you are an open gate sort of person!

Monday, March 03, 2008

Blogger Jocelyn said...

This actually reminds me of a Thomas Hardy novel--like Tess or something. Romantic but tinged with dreariness.

Monday, March 03, 2008

Blogger Diana said...

I love gates to gardens. You always feel so special going through.

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Blogger Beverly said...

Wonderful poem.

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Anonymous colleen said...

The last photo and the poem are very inviting.

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Blogger Rob Hopcott said...

Lovely poem - so symbolic of the exploration that creative people seem compelled to follow.

The gate is a powerful image.

I will be back :-)

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Blogger Old Lady said...

What's this I see
Before me
A gate locked
In attempt to stop.

Ha! You shall see
You cannot fool me.
You have no fence
Your secrets to defend.

Mockingly you guard
Much more than yonder yard.
Maybe some other dimension
For a life's re-invention.

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Anonymous RennyBA said...

A true proof of that its many ways of looking at things and we should be more open-minded!

An inspiring poem to go with it - thanks for sharing!

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Blogger goatman said...

Interesting how you placed yourself on the other side of the gate thus beckoning us to open it up to greet you. This appears so easy to do (the writing) but as I struggled with the "Bent" prose off and on for two months, I realized how difficult it is , at least for me, to word the feelings.
I wonder if letting a photo inspire poetry is a new art form or one just rediscovered by us bloggers? It certainly works for me since I was never able to come up with writings just out of the blue. This technique should be used in schools to inspire the kids to write more; perhaps it is.
I am up for my next attempt and the gate may be the perfect collector of thought, thanks.

Thursday, March 06, 2008

Anonymous Coll said...

A soulful picture and words, to be sure. My first impression of the closed gate was to take the other path and simply walk around it. :-)

Thursday, March 06, 2008

Blogger Lynette said...

Beautiful poem and photos that made me feel nostalgic.

Thursday, March 06, 2008

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Very poetic and I really like the pictures as well especially the last one where I could see the small river down there. I think it is a relaxing moment to just walk around there

Sunday, March 09, 2008

Blogger TorAa said...

I happended to be
a place unknown
no people to see
no life nor sounds
of human activity.

The whistle from leafes
and the song of birds
insects and maybe a splash
from a living fish

That what I heard
and discovered, until
the history
came clear

Here were life
family and joy
four generations
did her stay and die

yeah yeah, stupid Viking. LOL

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Blogger Mother of Invention said...

Hey, thanks, everyone...and especially to the poets who tried their hand at this! Amazing at the different thoughts the same picture can evoke.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Blogger storyteller said...

I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to read this post. I can’t believe I’ve not been here in more than a week … how did it get to be March 12th already?

The images in your poem are lovely … and I prefer it ‘open’ as well ;--)

I’m afraid I have no energy at the moment to write a ‘story’ …(my own or anyone elses), but I am trying to visit a few of my favorite bloggers to catch up today. I hope you’re well. I’ve shared more ‘bling’ in case you missed it --- Here: and here:

In response to your question at Small Reflections:
I suppose you’re right! I do enjoy this blogging phenomenon (at least for now) … but I’ve only been at it for about 4 months so I have no idea how ‘active’ I’ll be a year from now. I’ve already cut back on my 2nd blog … posting there only 3 or 4 times each week for the past couple of months. That helps ;--)

Hugs and blessings,

Wednesday, March 12, 2008


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