Write an ekphrastic poem inspired by the music of Liebestod, the final, dramatic music from Wagner’s 1859 opera ‘Tristan und Isolde’, which you can listen to above;
This opera is based on the Celtic legend of Tristan and Isolde. It is optional to tell their story in your poem, but it is not required. Your poem may be abstract if you prefer.
The saying goes “opposites attract”. I can agree with that to a certain point and then the initial magnetism starts to wear like rust on a car when left out in bad weather. Slowly the rust increases and the body ruins. Shiny bright attraction is the start but it takes careful care, attention and maintenance to keep something “as good as new”.
“The eccentric British poet and landscape gardener Edward James was one of the most important patrons of Surrealist art in the twentieth century. He provided financial support to artists such as Leonora Carrington, Salvador Dalí, Leonor Fini, and René Magritte during the 1930s and 1940s and assembled one of the earliest and most significant collections of Surrealism outside of France.”
“Salvador Dalí introduced James to René Magritte, who stayed with him for a summer in London. The Belgian artist completed a series of paintings for James’s Vogue Regency dining room in Wimpole Street, which were to be displayed hidden behind mirrors with lunettes by Boucher depicting the four seasons, and revealed only when illuminated from within. The Pleasure Principle (1937), shows James straight on, but he is no less visible, his head obscured by a bright light. At this time, James was financing the Surrealist publication “Minotaure”.”
Allison arrived home to discover, propped up against her front door, a mysterious package addressed to her but with no return address. She opened her door and took the package inside. She was used to getting packages and knew how to open them…in the basement where she had a sound and bomb proof room. The room was equipped with robot arms so she could place the package and then leave it. Then she would use the robotic hands to carefully open the parcel. On occasion she was saved by this method. Working for the Super Secret Spy Service was always interesting.
I like to travel in a car, the costs of fuel, insurance and the purchase itself can be time consuming and worrying. Should the politics of business or the environment effect my purchase? Should I go with a hybrid or an electric powered vehicle? Since I can no longer drive and I miss it very much, I’ll just go with design, comfort, and color in a purchase. And size doesn’t matter…
This funky little poem-dance is a creation of our own making here at dVerse, and it’s as easy as a sharp 1-2 punch: 1) We provide a word – sharp 2) You include that word in a poem of precisely 44 words.
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Like thorns pointed and sharp His words slashed at her heart Like blood dripping on her breast Soaking, in every sentence Like a nightmare she suffered An initial dream dismantled Like being buried alive She suddenly felt suffocated Like a faded rose, she crumpled.
Rules of the hop: Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less. Use the current week’s prompt word. Link up at Wednesday’s post. Link goes live at 6:00 pm through Saturday late… Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers.
PROMPT WORD: BANK
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“You can bank on it”, Joe said with a tap on the desk. “All of my clients love this company for their advertising needs!” Joe then sat back down and tried to calm his nervousness. This was his last opportunity to keep his job. His boss was on him this week every day ensuring him of that fact, and Joe’s dismissal if he didn’t come through. Suddenly Joe sat over his desk in a confidential manner and admitted to the perspective client, “look man, I’m desperate here, I really need you and your business as my client.”
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