Words that flow...

Words and images - powerful elements of our everyday life. Most of the time we take them for granted, but sometimes something happens to make you aware of how important they are... and how thankful you are to have the opportunity to use or appreciate them. Here lies some of my words and pictures (which are untouched apart from cropping, unless I've said otherwise) - Please add your words to mine, and leave a comment. Thanks for visiting!

14 October 2006

Temptation of Eve



(Picture taken Pashley Manor, East Sussex)


Visiting Julia today, we were sitting in the park when I had one of those 'moments'... you know the sort? When time stops, and stretches, and holds. And in that moment you feel totally 'there' (in more than the 'way out, maaan!' sense). You feel, you hear, you see, you smell... and there's an awareness that this is 'just right', that this is 'meant to be'... and a whole lot of other true-ities. And the moment I'm thinking of captured one person who I care so deeply about, and as the petals of the moment closed, the memory was enfurled gently, to be restored some winter where a glimpse of a flower is needed.
Ok, that sounds really soppy, and I could have simply said 'time stood still' and ' time seemed to run in slow motion', but those moments are most aptly captured as you watch in horror as your door keys slip out your hand, and fall, taking forever, onto the side of one of your favourite fragile possessions.... And as your hand moves (in even slower motion) to reach out and grab the offending metal objects of destruction, your elbow knocks against the most treasured media player you'd put there whilst putting on your jacket. Which to catch? Digitally stored work files/ music/ films and other entertainment? Or the single remaining 'love glass' (unfortunately, the other was shattered in a very similar situation the previous month) given to you by your dotty aunt, who lives in hope of you finding someone to share a more intimate drink with?!
No contest, eh? So you swing back to save your sanity (the media player, of course!), hearing the tinkling of glass as Aunt Dot's gift smashes to smithereens, but your clumsy fingers miss the mp by a hair's breath (that's all it takes to miss) and the solid 'clunk' as casing hits the new quarry-tiled floor sends the blood rushing from all extremities to your body, jamming-up in the crush, causing an overload in the core, and a chain reaction of your heart exploding, your mind screaming and this slow-motion voice whistling through you with an 'ohhhhhhhhhhhhh noooooooooooo!'
Now that's a true 'slow motion moment'! My moment wasn't like that. It was calm and spiritual.

So, let's see what I dug up today... it's a playing-with-words-but-what-the-heck-was-I-on-about kind of effort. :-)


Temptation of Eve

Eve...

...the beginning of ever
the middle of never and sever;
and fever;
and believe her.

...yesterday in tangled weave
and in deceive, but not in naive;
in Heaven
one in seven.

...not in sorrow, but in grieve
and tomorrow in bereave; and cleave
in revenge
fair life exchange.

...tonight in my Guinevere
immersed in perverse and revere;
in evoke
repentant cloak.

...last in evolve, not absolve;
drowned in seductive and lost resolve;
we connive
to stay alive.

© Annelisa Christensen 10:33 pm

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5 Comments:

At October 15, 2006 12:50 am, Blogger Chad Oneil said...

I stumbled upon your blog.

Very cool poem!

 
At October 15, 2006 1:25 am, Blogger Annelisa said...

Thanks! Having read it again (and again! :-)) I've remembered what my thoughts were behind it [and no, I'm not going to tell you - reading of poetry is a personal thing, for your own interpretation!]

 
At October 22, 2006 5:41 am, Blogger Kilroy_60 said...

This was an outstanding posting; I'm going to stop now. I don't want to comment on them all. 8-)

 
At November 15, 2006 9:57 pm, Anonymous Anonymous said...

yeah..I see. what you said about the moment :)

 
At November 16, 2006 1:22 am, Blogger Annelisa said...

Mmmmm...a total 'right there and remembering every detail' sort of moment.

 

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