image problems


I had this image of you
that you painted yourself
that I completed with my imagination
and a golden frame

my fondest memories
of events yet to happen
were in this image
that was supposed to be you

now we have met and at second glance
it is a picture of a too sunny coast
a painting with cracked vernis
and the frame is now falling apart

since I am back the image is spitting
green stuff
and I give it a week
till it’s gone altogether


Comments on: "image problems" (34)

  1. Jessica said:

    I like the turn around here, Ina, from precious hopes to cynical throwaway.

    • Thanks Jessica πŸ™‚

      Damn polaroids! (That was a comment on this poem I got on Open Salon πŸ™‚ )

  2. Sometimes we paint what really is not there. I liked the vernis a craquer part as I tend to blend several languages as well at times. Enjoy the rally πŸ™‚

    • Yes it said ‘vernis Γ  craqueler’ but now I have changed it into ‘cracked vernis’, as I want it to be an English poem. Just couldn’t find the right word. I think it is cracked. πŸ™‚

  3. the ideal falls apart or is it even real? Blessings to you πŸ™‚

  4. belfastdavid said:

    You do bitter/sweet really, really well.

    Or, in this case, sweet/bitter perhaps πŸ™‚

    I had to smile remembering some of the images I created in the past, which were much more to do with my imagination and my desires than any sense of reality πŸ™‚

    Terrific poem

    • Thank you very much πŸ™‚
      Sometimes we expect too much perhaps, or we just like to escape reality.
      Sweet bitter πŸ™‚ As long as it isn’t sour!

  5. this poem remind me of the poem i wrote pictures of you…..

    the opening line was agood start esp how you gave all these reasons why, then as the poem came to an close you ended so well with..
    since I am back the image is spitting
    green stuff
    and I give it a week
    till it’s gone altogether

    here is my potluck:

    • Thank you Chimnese! I needed an ending, I was thinking of the phrase spitting image and it somehow fell in place there. πŸ™‚

  6. Sometimes we read a poem and remember other lines. This happened to me right now. β€œDisappointment ruins more lives than any other disease known to man.” (Shirley Maclaine)

    • πŸ™‚ Dissapointment shouldn’t have this impact though. Better to be realistic in advance perhaps. If possible πŸ™‚

  7. love this one very much,
    go through every single word.
    beautiful twists.


  8. It’s good to come to one’s senses..then on to the next dream..and so it goes! Very smartly done!!

  9. LOL, what a fun poem!!! And a fun look at life too.

  10. Love this!!…yes, the twist makes it.

  11. i liked that. the open feel of it was great!

  12. Affliction?

    Very well “framed” Ina.. πŸ™‚
    It started with a note “golden” that ended and was gone..

    Beautiful take!!
    Hugs xox

  13. Beautifully done, Ina – a lovely metaphor, skilfully handled.

    • Thank you! It is funny, I never use methapors in my novels as I thought I couldn’t do them πŸ™‚

  14. it happens quite often 😦

    thats why relationships that last time and monotony test are the real ones.


  15. images- in the mind- are stark contrast to reality…
    thank you for this poem. I really like it!


    one of your entry from last year is represented at our week 17 poetry picnic,

    check it out,

    welcome joining us today.

  17. this is so true…how many times have I woven a persona around a friend or relative only to find with clarity that they were some one completely different…some times it takes a life time! Great poem.

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