I created this piece to try and convey the feeling that fall brings to me. Fall brings the hunger for the last rays of late summer sun and seeing the lost sunlight in the leave's bright colors. When summer ends and the days become darker and shorter, we reach to hold on to the light that is left.
Posted in response to the challenge Fall: Visual Art.
Was it light in the morning,
when the fog was thick on the water,
and the world was cracking its eyelids at the dawn?
Did the thin layers of ice persuade you?
Repair the world,
pull off the patterned papers.
Leave the walls all bare and empty,
no toll, free entry.
Leaves fallen, trod upon,
whisper of discarded dreams
as they crack
under your weight.
It’s your world
Comments
Goldenrose, I'm so happy you included a description of your intentions in creating this piece, because it allows me to tell you that your work sublimely communicated those intentions. The colorless depiction of the hand grasping for that rich color of the changing sun in the changing season, unwilling to let it go just yet, is just how I feel right now about the oncoming winter.
Thank you!
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