Wednesday, July 31, 2013

The Red Wheelbarrow




The Red Wheelbarrow
By
Lisa A. Williams


 
 From the ruins
fields harvest time-
cast from calloused hands,
debris found a home
in the red wheelbarrow-

Shedding 
blood red anonymity 
to sun, rain and years.


In response to Poets United Wednesday Prompt- The Red Wheelbarrow by William Carlos Williams
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28 comments:

  1. AnonymousJuly 31, 2013 at 8:48 AM

    Lisa this is amazing you nailed the challenge, I love those closing lines "blood red anonymity" superb

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    1. Lisa A. WilliamsJuly 31, 2013 at 3:08 PM

      Thank you so much. I found this a difficult prompt to work with initially, funny what words are summoned by even inanimate objects. Always appreciate your comments.

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    2. AnonymousAugust 4, 2013 at 3:07 AM

      The new prompt is up if you are available =)

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  2. kelvin s.m.July 31, 2013 at 11:32 AM

    ...ah, how such thing can carry a tiny existence over at the wide abundant earth... but then in the end the debris must be returned to where it must really belong... wonderful take with some dark lovely images... smiles...

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  3. alan1704July 31, 2013 at 11:56 AM

    love this, i prefer iy to the original. Says so much to me.

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  4. Eileen T O'Neill .....July 31, 2013 at 1:37 PM

    Lisa,

    You have worked well to build your own superb version of 'The Red Wheelbarrow.' I love the history found within the barrow...

    Eileen

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  5. humbirdJuly 31, 2013 at 3:35 PM

    new life of "wheelbarrow", 'new home for debris'...'red blood anonymity'- these words a blast!

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  6. MaryJuly 31, 2013 at 4:27 PM

    I can picture this, Lisa. It is good that debris has found its place.

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  7. kaykualaJuly 31, 2013 at 8:03 PM

    Shedding
    blood red anonymity
    to sun, rain and years.

    Very apt in the grim progress of age depicted in many things. Nicely Lisa!

    Hank

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  8. Sharp Little PencilJuly 31, 2013 at 9:15 PM

    I love your revisiting the actual Williams poem, Lisa. You really caught the spirit of his work, and your use of lines like "shedding blood red anonymity" was so evocative! Brill take on the prompt. Amy

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  9. UnknownAugust 1, 2013 at 10:17 AM

    gorgeously real. atmospher speaks volumes in this poem.

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  10. Walt WojtanikAugust 2, 2013 at 11:24 AM

    "...to sun, rain and years."

    And to this wonderful reworking of words.

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  11. Lisa A. WilliamsAugust 2, 2013 at 3:24 PM

    Thank you Lorendana. I think you do a wonderful job analyzing poetry, I believe I was alluding to aging and all we discard.

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  12. TCPCAugust 2, 2013 at 7:35 PM

    very very evocative! i loved the way you explored the shades of the wheelbarrow here. Kudos!

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  13. Susie ClevengerAugust 2, 2013 at 9:49 PM

    Fantastic write...It is so visual I can see it.

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  14. SuzyAugust 3, 2013 at 4:18 AM

    Love that the debris found a home - nicely put

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  15. Jennifer WagnerAugust 5, 2013 at 5:23 PM

    This is wonderful Lisa. I especially love that last stanza! Brill!

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