the place where words meet

come away with me
to the place where words meet
under the black occult sky
my words
your words
let’s see what happens
when they touch
commingled definitions
loose interpretations
let us not waste breath
on ceremony
it is a dying spider’s day
it will be but words
you and I
leave behind
only words
come away with me
to the place where words meet
under the black occult sky

City Flyer Rest/mixed media

City Flyer Rest/mixed media

May you dream in words and speak in colors

City Flyer in mixed media – created around 2000ish

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35 thoughts on “the place where words meet

  1. Fudgeck! … Fudgeckingly beautiful, Miss! I hear Norah singing in the background (whether she is or not). If I could speak in color, it would be polychromatic and I would paint the black occult sky with fudgeckingly-complimentary words/words/words. EMC

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  2. AnnMarie,
    The paintings/drawings of your creatures are always so well done. . . but they still cause me concern πŸ™‚

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  3. I love your monsters, AnnMarie! This one looks like a cathedral gargoyle come to life. Rose O’Neill, the incredibly talented artist who created the light-hearted, happy Kewpies, also drew amazingly dark, brooding creatures she called her monsters (were there enough commas in that sentence?). Many people thought it strange that the same woman could draw both, but we all have two sides to our coin, don’t we?

    I love your poem, and I well remember nights spent talking with, holding on to, and crying with my daughter. Hugs to you both. – Fawn

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    • I look forward to looking at the talented, Ms. O’Neill’s work. Thank you for sharing the info..
      It’s the beginning of many a murder mystery the 2-sided aspect or duality in our personalities. “Who would have ever suspected the gentile-looking gent with the soft curls and pink hands to be the (drum roll here) Street-Night-Strangler (more drums and screaming violins)” fade out to black…
      Hopefully most of us just toggle between drawing sweet imps and ferocious monsters on paper πŸ˜‰
      On a more serious note, thank you for the thumbs up on the post. I think this particular piece represents much in my life – I’m glad you see things in the words for your life too.
      am πŸ™‚

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    • My dream (among many others πŸ™‚ ) is to someday be published. A few years back, I wrote a Young Adult story that involved witches and warlocks… To that end, a portion of my studio bookshelves keep company with witchcraft, occult and all things magical. For some reason, when I was writing this particular piece, I was searching for a different ‘adjective’ to describe a sky and the mood I was trying to present. “Occult” flew into my mind from the back of my head – I thought, “perfect.” The way I’ve intended it in this piece (to me) represents astronomy, chemistry, science… – all those things “occult” was ‘forerunner’ to – before these sciences provided reasonable explanations. And I just liked the way it seemed to fit.
      Thanks you and have a lovely day.
      AnnMarie πŸ™‚

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  4. As I was reading your works young lady, I kept seeing bright yellows, pinks and blues peaking out near the bottom of the screen and this confused me. I cheated and read one of your postings explaining the reason and it makes sense. Very well written!

    I have not been one for fiction but recall living in Peru and working in Russia when the kids were younger. Finding books in English was not easy so I brought some in when I passed through the USA. One of those was the first Harry Potter book. I decided to start reading it as I heard mixed reviews and was so drawn into Ms. Rawlings great writing that I could not put the book down and read the whole thing. It was fun and funny as I was only going to read a bit. The kids all started reading from that point forward, because of Harry Potter.

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    • I read for escapism – one of those isms I adore. I think I sobbed when I finished the last Potter installment. JK Rowling did expressly what you mentioned in your comment – she bridged an impossible divide and brought reading back, as a valid and critical source of entertainment for children the world over (And, for us adults who like pretending).
      So let’s see – Africa, Peru, Russia – I’m getting a wonderful image of geographic nesting dolls…
      Thank you for your kind words, Alan (and, great job keeping the ‘young’ in there πŸ˜‰ )
      annmarie πŸ™‚

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  5. My escapism was Excel spreadsheets. It is so much more powerful than most people understand. Because projects are getting further removed due to industry issues, and age (mine) I decided to try poetry for something different. It is quite interesting, as the community is vibrant and supportive. Excel is the reason I started this blog, but the interest just was not there. With poetry there are voices (not just the one’s in my head, but the other one’s ;o).

    Pretending is kinda cool because the children of all generations keep moving the needle forward so that must say something about how important pretending is! Oh, and the young part is attached to your photo because you look and act the part in a mature and well balanced manner. I am sure your family and friends would back that up AnnMarie. :o)

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    • Excel wow! I remember glancing at many a spread sheet back in the old publishing days, when we in the Art Department had to also deal with numbers.
      Interesting about your blogging history and what a jump from spread sheets to prose…though music/art/math are so much more connected than we allow ourselves to believe. I know when I tickle the ivories, there are measures involved though I dislike them – admittedly, I’m not a math gal at all.
      Keep that young stuff comin’ πŸ˜‰ And this is where imagination is at its grandest – we can see ourselves anyway we’d like.
      annmarie πŸ™‚

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    • Thank you, Matt.
      And while I have you here, I want to say thank you for the work you do – your blog generously helps to teach us about the environment and where everything we sustain ourselves with comes from.
      annmarie:)

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