Sunday, July 22, 2012

In figures

                                                                            Figure Eight, 1952, by Franz Kline



black ink 
bold numbers in paper
spelling luxury and comfort
more than twice he is earning
perhaps more than he is wanting


white clouds
tough climbing on slopes
exhilaration of firm footing 
fulfilling rush on mountain top 
it's hard to price being master of




one's own journey 





Posted for:   The Mag 127  ~  Thanks for the visits ~

30 comments:

  1. Ooh... I love the differing perspectives here, Grace!

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  2. mmmmmmmm. Bright insight on figuring. Priceless.

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  3. I like your contrast of the white spaces and black strokes. Wise words.

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  4. adore how you've interwoven different textures in your poem.
    and my tongue loves the clip-clip feel of your words.

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  5. there is no price on being ones own master, surely...when one realizes as well that we really never master anything...i like the hit of double earning playing off the meaning behind the number...

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  6. "more than twice he is earning
    perhaps more than he is wanting"
    brilliant, sister! One of your pearls of wisdom...

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  7. I agree with Brian's comment. Even when we think we are our own master, we really aren't at all, are we. Love the different perspectives in this the use of black and white is stunning in effect too. Another lovely read Grace ;)

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  8. love the idea of mastering one's journey...I could envision both a mountain climber and a lama from your piece.

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  9. Wouldn't mind twice my earning haha but yeah being our own master is nice, even if it isn't so true most times.

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  10. I enjoyed your contrasts here, Grace.... the black and white, the luxury, comfort and the tough climb. Thank you for sharing this thought provoking piece.

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  11. Woah, Grace! LOVED it! Different perspectives nicely written... I esp liked the last line, "it's hard to price being master of one's own journey." As Brian said, the words certainly have depth in them.

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  12. I really like your unique take on "figures" here...nice!

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  13. Being one's own master is to overcome. And it isn't easy! Nice thoughts,Grace!

    Hank

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  14. so this is like a Chinese or Korean letter for Mountain?

    dark feathers dead crows

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  15. I tagged you for the Liebster Blog Award :-)

    http://livinglifegreenspeck.blogspot.in/2012/07/my-1st-blog-award.html

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  16. I'm not even sure it's allowed.
    And exhiliration comes in loose footing as well, but i think fear is best slayed and the climb continued, but then, i'm a stubborn rebel.
    Rick

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  17. I see the mountain top ! ( I used to ski ages ago-)

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  18. any time I read a piece with a question for an ending
    I picture the writer
    pondering

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  19. Loved the rhythmic aspects of this poem and the conclusion works really well.

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  20. Lovely lines Grace...The last two lines...amazing...Beautiful poem!

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  21. Oh yes, the journies of wanting and earning too! Each line defines the next with such visions, each vivid and unfolding into the next. I really enjoyed this.

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  22. Only we have control of the paths and journeys we will take... it's nice to have company along the way though! Awesome write!

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  23. I love this tale of pushing the rich man down the mountain and taking his money, i have dreams of falling all the time ! . Thanks

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  24. some wonderful lines here...thanks for sharing

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  25. Master of your universe! Yes.

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  26. I love the way you ended your poem. It is hard to price.

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  27. And it's all about the journey, not the destination...

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