Tuesday, 23 September 2014

Changing Faces: From Soprano to Contralto


Changing Faces: From Soprano to Contralto

leaves, teabags
pyramids I climb
honey, milky way
a moonbeam
let a teardrop
read cookies
spell cackle

scalpel edges
soprano
big scene
watercolour
...excellence
...trim laces
on sun dance

mezzo-soprano
add lace
cor'..set era
lose dark hues
add rose
dash of green
butterflies

earthy tones
contralto
touch of amber
brush strokes
terracotta
brown revolt
chocolate

soiled fingers
crease palms
meadows
lemon easels
oil, sun
serenade dreams
made of this

 ©Adura Ojo 2014

Also posted for Open Link at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.
*Tried to fit in the WEP phrase: 'You wake up, look in the bathroom mirror..' Kind of tricky in a poem like this. Hope you enjoyed reading the poem:)

27 comments :

  1. Don't worry Adura. The phrase is just for those having difficulty coming up with something. I had no hope of a mirror in Outback Australia!
    Loved this poem. As I'm not wonderful at analysing poetry, I'll tell you what I got...someone painting? I could picture someone at an easel daubing on the colours until the picture changed. Hope I'm not too far off or I'll be an ignorant fool! I loved it anyway.

    It's lovely having a poem. Since Nila started sharing her wonderful prose we're not getting much in the way of poetry. Thank you so much for sharing for WEP. Hope the promo for your book goes well.

    Denise

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    1. Thanks, Denise. Love your take on this poem. your story was also a delight to read. Thanks to you and Nila for your fantastic support promoting my book. I'm indebted to you both. You've been so good to me.

      Adura xx

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  2. I'm not great at analyzing poetry either but to me, the words were like thrown to the wind and each reader catches a bit of something that mirrors what and how s/he feels; a chiaroscuro, if you like, of one's emotions, dreams and desires. Don't know if that's right but that's what your words said to me anyway :)

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    1. Hi Anne,
      What you see is what I appreciate and I like it! Thanks for your take on this:) It is what the reader sees that is important. To me it is like appreciating a piece of art. Everyone brings something different to the table.

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  3. A great metaphor for changing faces, I really like the way this poem works (or at least how I think it works :) I saw it as a metaphor for all that we have been talking about...the duality of faces and languages...soprano the lighter version, deepening to contralto at our origins...someone trying to fit in and then getting comfortable with her own skin/voice. Loved it hugely!

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    1. I'm speechless, Nila. This is what I love about poetry! I'm listening, taking it all in:) Thanks to you and Denise for your fantastic support promoting my book. I'm indebted to you both. You've been so good to me.

      Adura xx

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    2. It's just me on the second round :) No indebtedness between friends and bloghoppers :) Still loving your poem.

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  4. Evocative, and lush. Changes continue as we go through life, but most of the time we don't take the time to notice. You put it into words. Enjoyed your poetry.

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    1. Hi DG,
      Love your take, enjoyed reading it. Thanks:)

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  5. Excellent. Very fluid and visual. Thank you.

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    1. Thanks, Feather Stone. You're welcome to my blog:)

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  6. Hi Adura
    A poem, very nice. I know nothing about poetry but I enjoyed yours.
    Nancy

    You can click on my twitter link on my blog. I confess however, I don't understand twitter and only use it to post everyone's blog post for WIE.
    Nancy

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    1. I do understand what you mean about twitter, Nancy. I know how to reach you so don't worry. Glad you enjoyed reading:)

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  7. Friday 26th September 2014
    Dear Adura,
    Lovely images. Very painterly.
    Best wishes,
    Anna

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    1. Thanks, Anna. nice to see you here. Have a great weekend.

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    2. And Anna, glad you love the painterly hue:)

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  8. Your poetry says such a lot in so few words - conjuring up images in my mind, first comfort with a maybe a smidgen of sorrow, then some sharpness tempered with something fantastic as a waterfall, followed by something maybe a little bit more sassy and the last two verses bring us back down to earth knowing there is a little bit of mystery in everyone. I love the way everybody can read something different in your poetry.

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    1. Loving your take on my poem, Sally. There's something beautiful about that feeling that everyone can read something different in a piece. Yes there is:) Hope you have a brilliant weekend, Sally.

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  9. Yes, it worked. Very visual and interesting to read...

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    1. Nice to hear your thoughts, Lisa. Thanks:)

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  10. Not much I can add to the loveliness! But I saw the tones of Soprano to Contralto -
    very beautifully described! A hit for the challenge!

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  11. this whole visual of this poem, the detail, captured my every sense.

    wonderful!

    stacy lynn mar
    http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/

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