ink stains October 18, 2015October 18, 2015 ~ Candace No. 8, Black Flowing, Jackson Pollock black birds migrating like ink stains in the blue sky silently pass by Share this:TwitterFacebookLike Loading... Published by Candace I am a reader, a writer, and a snapper of photos View all posts by Candace
You saw birds, I saw spaghetti, most saw chaos and torment. I prefer our interpretations! Rosey Pinkerton’s blog LikeLike Reply
Wow! Love the way you describe the black birds as ‘ink stains in the blue sky’…Marvelous imagery! LikeLike Reply
I is mind boggling that you interpreted with migratory bird, that is cool! You are not dark minded like the rest of us, haha. LikeLike Reply
Nice haiku Candy! I think we are all seeing different things in this art.
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Thanks. It’s a good thing we see things differently 😉
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Yes it is, it’s the spice of life huh?
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You saw birds, I saw spaghetti, most saw chaos and torment. I prefer our interpretations!
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We have avoided tripping into the dark side. Hooray for us!
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Lovely haiku.
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thank you!
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Perfect, especially for this time of year.
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Thanks!
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Wow! Love the way you describe the black birds as ‘ink stains in the blue sky’…Marvelous imagery!
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Thanks so much!
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You’re welcome 🙂
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I love how you saw this… makes me smile 🙂
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Thanks. I’m happy when I can feel virtual smiles!
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I is mind boggling that you interpreted with migratory bird, that is cool! You are not dark minded like the rest of us, haha.
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I fought the lure of the dark side 🙂
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You won the fight.
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This is so poetic ! A cladsic all haiku ! 5 stars !
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Thank you. You are too kind.
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A classical *
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Perfect…
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thanks so much!
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Wow! Lovely
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thanks!
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Short and sweet.
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