Adrift

Elena Kalis prompt provided by The Mag 182

Adrift

Cast off from life

set adrift

toward the next.

Flotsam

Thrown overboard

to sink

down to the bottom.

The leavings

Of a life once vibrant

just waste

the soul set free. 

Becoming 

J. Binford-Bell

August 2013

Transformation

Can You?

Beauty, Love and Soul by Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec
Visual prompt by The Mag 181

Can you

Can Can?

Swirl your skirts

and kick your legs

dance with all your soul?

Are you

a whirling dervish 

capturing love

and abandoning decorum?

Can you

Can Can

the blues away?

J. Binford-Bell

August 2013

Between

Between Heaven and Hell by Jacek Yerka

Jacek Yerka was born in Toruń, Poland, in 1952. He was born into an artistic family with both his parents graduates from a local Fine Art Academy. His earliest memories were of paints, inks, paper, rubbers and brushes. As a child, Yerka loved to draw and make sculptures. He hated playing outside, and preferred to sit down with a pencil, creating and exploring his own world. This difference between the other children in his primary school led to social problems with his peers and Yerka describes his primary school life as being a "grey, sometimes horrifying reality". However, Yerka later became 'untouchable' in his high school due to his clever sketches of the school's worst bullies. For more on Jacek Yerka see Wiki.

Between

Real 

and imagined

Joy and Despair

There is this narrow world

Of things to hold on to.

Between

Dream

and nightmare

Heaven and Hell

A slice of life fleeting

The mundane comforts.

Between

Sanity

and insanity

A life lived

Within the limits of art

By pencil, paper and paint.

J. Binford-Bell

April 1, 2013

For more creative contributions to this visual prompt see The Mag

Doppelganger

Not to be Reproduced, 1937 by the Belgian surrealist René Magritte

Doppelganger

The constant

itch

a sense of being watched

followed.

Spinning

around

a shadow moving

away.

Footsteps

echoed

in the empty halls of marble

where he stood.

Approaching the mirror

expecting to see his own image

and the tireless stalker

 he saw his back

retreating

into the infinite

depth

beyond.

J. Binford-Bell

March 2013

A tip of the hat to Tess Kincaid for this visual prompt

for more interpretations by very talented people see The Mag

Let Me Go

Hands for Mag 152

Let Me Go

He always held on to her

Almost an act of desperation

as if she would fly away

She wanted to cry

Let me go.

Thrown together

commanded by their mothers

to watch after each other

on the walk to school

Let me go.

His grip 

hurt her fingers so

she tried to wiggle out

he squeezed even tighter

Let me go.

That day

wearing the biggest mittens

she slipped her hand out

and fled her bonds

I must go.

She ran free

turned to laugh

 he was gone

beneath the wheels

I had to go.

J. Binford-Bell

January 2013