“Nobody sees the same things” by James Aitchison
Leave a commentA boy sees a dead meat pie, And underpants flying in the sky. A football squashed by an ox, And a pair of stinky sox.
A girl sees a soft sunrise, And dappled light before her eyes. Sparkling dewfall overnight, And boys — girls are always right.
“Crown Jewels” by Stefan Nicholson
Leave a commentI see a mouse, an elephant and three people playing cards,
if you turn it around, to shake those coloured shards.
And with light at one end, diluting the edge,
it seeps through to the middle, like spilling down from a ledge.
Then if you put your nose nearly touching the middle,
it looks back at you with a grin, like a colourful riddle.
Sharp fragments spilled over squares and even shadows seen.
Why, it’s the shiny jewels from a crown …
belonging to a Queen.
Poem in response to “Kaleidoscope” Prompt
“Compound eye-view” by Celia Berrell
Leave a commentWanting to be a fly on a wall in order to see what will befall, might not work; might be unwise, since flies have all got compound eyes.
They’re quick to see if anything moves; three-sixty degrees in all their views, but images make a mosaic design where nothing seems to stay in line.
And since they fail the focus test, whatever they see is fuzzy at best!
Inspired by Kaleidoscope prompt and image of a HOUSEFLY COMPOUND EYE from the nikonsmallworld photograpy competition
“A Positive Frame” by Toni Newell
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Inspired by Kaleidoscope prompt
“walkin’ on rainbows” by Marcus Ten Low
Leave a commentwalkin’ on rainbows
in my new shoes
in mocking love
I hum the blues
replete with lipped
fantastical ideas –
unicorns, gods
and supernatural fears
bursting from my brains,
and mixing with my love
and rains and clouds
in the skies above
