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Stroking Fantasy
by Glenn Currier
At Jackson Square my small sliver
of imagination paints plowed land
the calliope plays the river,
brush cradled crooked in my hand.
Clods I kicked Monarchs chased
romping dirt mauling shoes
in earthen colors I trace
and strokes of fantasy suffuse. 05/14/2011 Author's Note: I wrote this poem in response to a challenge to write based on the image. To see our new website, please go to: http://www.PoetryInProgress.net
Posted on 05/15/2011
Copyright © 2026 Glenn Currier
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 05/15/11 at 02:46 AM I read your words the first time looking at the photo. Then, several more forming a picture in my mind from your words. Fantastic. I think there's more than a sliver of imagination here. I'll have to visit the site you mentioned. ~Chelle~ |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 05/15/11 at 07:51 PM A beautiful depiction with beautifully written language. This was perfect, man. |
| Posted by Paul Lastovica on 05/15/11 at 10:15 PM a little sliver goes a long way :) |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 05/17/11 at 03:49 PM Captured and framed! nice |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 05/18/11 at 07:32 PM ...coolest of cool glenn, great pairing of sight and signage[poetry], images are wonderfully-lightly overpowering. |
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