smiles..i like the blend in of all the childrens tales...feels almost like and out of mind experience...when others dont understand you it is def hard...
i am caught up looking at the ink blots.. that last one looks like a crazy little batman guy with a turkey like spread tail and 2 orange dogs at the bottom watching the whole batmanturkeytail...
I LOVE that you created your own inkblot! Fun, huh? Your poem has just enough crazy to make it unnerving and just enough coherence to let me follow it. Great job with the challenge!
"They were serious , I only played". I love that. Sometimes the one designated by this or that label is the sanest one........at the very least, the most honest. That's how it is in my family!
OK, now I know you're gonna laugh when I say this, but when I first saw the photo/painting, I thought Gail's gone and got herself a fancy pair of underwear and a sweater with cuffs that match????? Then the cat was fine with stones n footsteps around it? My mind, oh where have you gone :) Hi to TM, Marcy, Andrew, Zander n all, special hugz to Marcy :)
Getting Real in an imaginary garden and trying to remember after a night at The Poets Pub...creative challenge.
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They labeled me crazy
Put me away
They were serious
I only played
In the ink spots I saw
Wonderful imagery
Of Oz and Disneyland
Christopher Robin's tree
The Wicked Witch is dead
Get outta my head I screamed
Can't you see Toto?
I know life is but a dream
Try to remember
That's what they said
Try to remember
Spill what's in your head
What was in my memory
Did not suit their plan
So Toto and I just sit
Holding (Winnie the) Pooh's hand
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Close this window Jump to comment formYou do these so very well. Yes you do.
Have a fabulous day. :)
September 8, 2013 at 12:22 PM
Yeowch! This has a disjointed sharp feel that goes terrifically well with its subject matter. Thanks so much for participating. K.
September 8, 2013 at 12:39 PM
Very clever.
And you can hold Pooh's hand, just don't hold poo in your hand.
September 8, 2013 at 1:05 PM
smiles..i like the blend in of all the childrens tales...feels almost like and out of mind experience...when others dont understand you it is def hard...
September 8, 2013 at 1:09 PM
i am caught up looking at the ink blots.. that last one looks like a crazy little batman guy with a turkey like spread tail and 2 orange dogs at the bottom watching the whole batmanturkeytail...
September 8, 2013 at 1:13 PM
This is a hoot!
September 8, 2013 at 1:44 PM
I see Toto in the last image...
You may be certifiably crazy... :) J
September 8, 2013 at 1:59 PM
AH this was a great read.. and those images are really hard to see.. (but in the last one it was easy)...
September 8, 2013 at 2:04 PM
I LOVE that you created your own inkblot! Fun, huh? Your poem has just enough crazy to make it unnerving and just enough coherence to let me follow it. Great job with the challenge!
September 8, 2013 at 2:04 PM
playing in the ink spots has something so charming - ugh - but so tough if your friends or fam don't understand you...
September 8, 2013 at 2:10 PM
Dotty ink spots? That's crazy! lol
September 8, 2013 at 4:42 PM
Um ~ Better use the hand sanitizer after that last line .
Sorry just being a bit crazy . ;)
September 8, 2013 at 5:33 PM
Different yet interesting ! That's what makes it so unique ! Thanks for sharing . Have a good week !
September 8, 2013 at 6:49 PM
Love your version very much! Colors and associations - very nice!
September 8, 2013 at 7:12 PM
"They were serious , I only played". I love that. Sometimes the one designated by this or that label is the sanest one........at the very least, the most honest. That's how it is in my family!
September 8, 2013 at 7:22 PM
Delightful Gail!
I am more and more fascinated by the poets' interpretations of Dr. Mouse's inkblots.
September 8, 2013 at 7:52 PM
Great Gail . . . love ink blots . . . and interpretations!
September 8, 2013 at 8:55 PM
love what you do with words....I do, I do. Oma Linda
September 8, 2013 at 9:08 PM
I love yours!
This is magical and so fun to read!
What did the Dr diagnose you with?!
;D
September 8, 2013 at 9:23 PM
My worst nightmare, Gail. ;)
Me and Winnie.
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September 9, 2013 at 1:00 AM
Yikes...that was scary! But, very well penned!
September 9, 2013 at 3:11 AM
OK, now I know you're gonna laugh when I say this, but when I first saw the photo/painting, I thought Gail's gone and got herself a fancy pair of underwear and a sweater with cuffs that match????? Then the cat was fine with stones n footsteps around it? My mind, oh where have you gone :)
Hi to TM, Marcy, Andrew, Zander n all, special hugz to Marcy :)
September 9, 2013 at 5:38 AM
Love where your mind took you.
September 9, 2013 at 11:27 AM
Great poem, I love anything anything a little wierd.
The first ink blot looks like a rabid badger in a football shirt - nuff said :)
Lynne x
September 9, 2013 at 1:31 PM
Good one as always, Gail. :-)
September 9, 2013 at 3:59 PM
Ink spots, fairy tales and Disney, I do not think you left out a thing. Person to person perceptions never cease to puzzle me.
September 9, 2013 at 8:46 PM
Lovely. Your poem made me smile. :-)
September 9, 2013 at 10:31 PM
Lovely. Your poem made me smile. :-)
September 9, 2013 at 10:31 PM
two prompts nailed! one inkblot to another. very unique!
September 9, 2013 at 11:49 PM
Very nice- love the last little stanza!~
September 11, 2013 at 3:31 PM