Spring, 1935 by Kuzma Petrov-Vodin
Offered by Tess as the prompt for Mag 164
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The Iconoclast
I drove a bargain
and you deemed it hard going
up the icy road.
You went north further
than most of us and longer
on the road as well.
There were big rumors.
I think you spread them as much
as anyone did.
I know the church frowned.
I was tentative after
all that, my old friend.
written April 14, 2013 9:45 AM
Crisp and clear; well done...
ReplyDeleteI like the image of a frowning church. They do seem to have issues, and you captured them concisesly.
ReplyDeleteI'm not one for traditions, either...
ReplyDeleteTolerance goes a long way up that steep road ...
ReplyDeleteThe church never smiles...
ReplyDeleteYou went north further
ReplyDeletethan most of us and longer
on the road as well.
We'll always need trailblazers. :)
This is excellent, you have managed to say so much in so few words. I believe the only limitations we have are those we place on ourselves
ReplyDeleteSo very well said! Nice writing, I felt the strong emotion inside!
ReplyDeleteThank you all. Just so you know, I will confirm this poem is more about the artist than it is about the painting.
ReplyDeleteI love the title and ....frowning church....
ReplyDeletepatterns don't free us
a tale that moves us on
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