Saturday, October 5, 2019

Fortress of Dreams

Untitled Original Ink
@mc__monster
Used with Permission


Imprisoned in this Fortress of Dreams
I am the embodiment of smoke
on an inky skyline –
I am the thoughts the owl
speaks to itself –
I am a wolf’s cold stare
reflecting the glimmer of stars
a billion light-years away
a glint upon a frozen lake
a fractal heartbeat of midnight’s prey –
Wake me up!


Art FLASH! in October  introduces the work of McMonster, a wizard of ink illustration.
An Ekphrasis poem in 55 words.


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24 comments:

  1. Jae RoseOctober 5, 2019 at 10:56 AM

    Some dreams are welcome some are not - this one seems like a good one to wish yourself awake from

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    1. Kerry O'ConnorOctober 5, 2019 at 5:36 PM

      Aside from the unknown predators lurking...
      Thanks, Jae.

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  2. JimOctober 5, 2019 at 12:31 PM

    I really wasn't ready for that 'wake up' bid. It was lovely reading, a person I would like to have met.
    ..

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    1. JimOctober 5, 2019 at 1:10 PM

      Thank you, Kerry, for our nice prompt. Your 'smoke on the skyline' reminded me of the driving picture that I posted here: https://jimmiehov6.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-single-impression-smoke.html?m=1
      Thank you again.
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    2. Kerry O'ConnorOctober 5, 2019 at 5:36 PM

      Thank you, Jim.

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  3. tonispencerOctober 5, 2019 at 4:27 PM

    I am the thoughts the owl speaks to itself...what an amazing line. I like these 55s. It keeps the thoughts concise znd centered, just like the thoughts of the owl. Thank you for this art prompt. I liked it!

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    1. Kerry O'ConnorOctober 5, 2019 at 5:37 PM

      I am glad you enjoyed it Toni. I find the 55 forces me to get to the point, and make an impact if possible. I am happy to know this line worked. Thanks.

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  4. HelenOctober 5, 2019 at 4:49 PM

    Love your interpretation of his creative art! And, when I have the chance to remember Galen, I gladly take it. I enjoy re-reading his posts. Thank you.

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    1. Kerry O'ConnorOctober 5, 2019 at 5:38 PM

      Many thanks, Helen. Always good memories to be had with Galen.

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  5. Sanaa RizviOctober 5, 2019 at 5:20 PM

    This is exquisitely drawn, Kerry!❤️ I love; "I am a wolf’s cold stare reflecting the glimmer of stars a billion light-years away." Woww!❤️

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    1. Kerry O'ConnorOctober 5, 2019 at 5:38 PM

      Thank you, Sanaa. I am pleased to know the line resonates.

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  6. Linda Lee LybergOctober 5, 2019 at 5:54 PM

    I love this poem but my favorite line is 'a fractal heartbeat of midnight's prey.' Beautiful Kerry!

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  7. OutlawyerOctober 5, 2019 at 11:16 PM

    Ha! Wonderful ending! Sometimes the dream is too much! Thanks. k.

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  8. purplepeninportland.comOctober 6, 2019 at 1:18 AM

    "I am the thoughts the owl speaks" - Wow! Great line, and mysterious.

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  9. Sherry Blue SkyOctober 6, 2019 at 3:07 AM

    Owls and wolves and stars - I love it!

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  10. LoriOctober 6, 2019 at 5:18 PM

    Oh... "the embodiment of smoke" giving form to something insubstantial. Creating shape out of nothingness. I love that image! The ending is fab!

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  11. brudbergOctober 6, 2019 at 5:26 PM

    I think we had similar thoughts here, the conundrum of voices talking from the night only to be saved by the daylight...

    though maybe I will hope you can keep the owl and the wolf as company also after dawn.

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  12. Kim M. RussellOctober 6, 2019 at 8:54 PM

    The only way to escape a fortress of dreams is to be woken or to wake yourself up. It’s a chilling thought that maybe we could become trapped in dreams. I love everything about this poem, Kerry!

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  13. RommyOctober 6, 2019 at 10:02 PM

    In 55 words you really expressed the claustrophobia/ paranoia some dreams can inflict. Perfect!

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  14. robkistnerOctober 7, 2019 at 1:57 AM

    This drew me right in Kerry, to the fractal heartbeat!

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