writers island no 23 2010 : this week’s pleasure is soar.
photo: Cycle of life?, ஃ முதல் அ வரை, flickr
soft liquid silence
over treetops mountain view
aerial eyesight blue sky canvas
roars the remains of remembrance
he slept soundly viewing a world no one else knew. weaving his way amid the stars he stopped at a four-way intersection. hesitating little he pressed the pedal of his pedantic personality making way with wings of steel. nearly there he never looked beyond his porch.
Piece of Pie ala Mode 
Alliteration in the fourth line is magical… Love and Light, Sender
How beautiful!
Pamela
Nice alliteration! I love the image!
The conjunction of picture, prose and poem is wonderful.
thank you for stopping by and commenting… i started with the idea of an acrostic poem, then a short short… still felt incomplete i searched for a photo to describe further… after much searching found the perfect one… couldn’t believe when he was sitting on a porch… the artist is truly talented at identifying a scene, glad to have found him…
Love your piece. It completely turns an ordinary image into something quite magical. Wonder if he met up with any dragons…
Elizabeth
Beautifully written, well done!! :o)
You’ve described the image so perfectly.
The soft liquid silence speaks to me in many different ways.
Goes to show one can always soar in one’s mind…even if one IS sitting on a porch. Your poem was written beautifully, and the picture WAS the ‘right’ choice.
thanks for coming by to say hello…thank you for remembering me. Hope you are well, your writing is always luring, it is nice to be reading you again…
my life has taken me in a direction from which I dont know how to return- glimpses of what was helps quite a lot, thanks for bringing back those cherished moments, thanks again for stopping by…
ohhh it sure is wonderful to hear from you……
i luv that elizabeth…. something magical…
Yes yes pedantics can dream never leaving the porch. 🙂
Hello ms pie, thanks for the link back. Glad you decided to use this one to accompany your wonderful haiku and prose.
so much here. I love it when you wander to find what you are looking for…