a literary description of or commentary on a visual work of art
now i don’t how much of a literary description i can give, but commentary i do pretty alright at…
i like this one… all those pods waiting to bloom… goes back to my thoughts on metamorphosing.. there are times in our lives when we feel as though change is coming… it can be physical or emotional, and it’s coming. sometimes there is great anticipation – other times anxiety and even fear.
i can’t remember the last time i felt like a pod ready to bloom into a pretty little flower… most likely never ha! somehow i don’t see myself as a pretty little flower blowing in the wind… nope, not me… i’m more like a knarly old tree these days – bark is worn, limbs are breaking, even the bugs don’t hang around anymore.