Cold, icy, fingers, reaching out, twisted, full of avarice, tainted with malice. Clawing, prying, like lice. Sure in purpose, disturbing, exposing, dealing in deceit. Touched unseen by fingers, trice unexpected, so uninvited. Wait. Crisis averted, like an oasis, those fingers are not
real
(for wordpress writing 201 – fingers, a prose poem about fingers with added assonance)
(also for lucile’s the clinic – photo rehab)
*shot with nikon d700, 16-35mm f/4 lens, edited in aperture 3, analog efex pro 2 with motion filter applied, meaning redacted*
Wow, definitely leaves me with a light chill. I specifically liked the line “touched unseen by fingers.” I am still trying to decide what that line means to me, but it adds to the aura of the poem. Well done.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you very much, there will quite a few things going on when I wrote this, hence the “meaning redacted”. One of the most amazing things about trying to write poetry is hearing the reactions from people. So, thank you, again.
LikeLike
that photo is amazing, please tell me how you did it? Totally stunned
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Justine! It is a crop of one of my photos of the cemetery from my recent belgianstreet.com posts. The I used the motion blur filter in Analog Efex Pro 2. It was fun to put this one together even though the *redacted* story is not so much fun 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
the photo is awesome i thought they were real fingers you had done something wild with lol, just couldn’t figure out how, but you know what you inspired me to make my photo with my fingers, so thank you 🙂 just posted my prose x
LikeLiked by 1 person
You post is great also…
LikeLiked by 1 person
thank you, i have you to thank for finger inspiration hehe
LikeLiked by 1 person
Ooooo, freaky and dark, then….phew! Great work as usual dear Andy…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you! This one has some hidden depth…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Of course! I would expect no less 😉
LikeLiked by 1 person
Chilling picture and a haunting prose !
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Andy, it was from my rather morbid cemetery shoot on belgianstreets, and the prose is a reflection on an ongoing and quite creepy experience…
LikeLiked by 1 person
I am tempted to write an Urdu couplet in response to your comment 😀
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes please, that would be wonderful!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Ben has his eye on you. Such a good thing.
LikeLike
Thank you Lois! 😉
LikeLike