
http://www.artuk.org/artworks/the-lady-of-the-snows-9767
tied hands words won't save her in luxuriousness the answer is in the background despair the desired freedom will meet her far away the sea waits looking for hope it's time

tied hands words won't save her in luxuriousness the answer is in the background despair the desired freedom will meet her far away the sea waits looking for hope it's time
Elizabeth, your poem is extraordinary. You’ve captured the lady’s deeper emotions powerfully. ❤️
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Thanks so much, Gwen! 🙂
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Time for what, death, life? This paintging speaks differently to us all. 💜
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For sure, most of the comments have a positive view, but my intention when I wrote is related to an ending.
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I see that now 💜
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Oh, no! 😰 Elizabeth… this is beautiful, but…
❤
David
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Hi David, you got it! Yes, it’s sad! Thanks!
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I love hope is in her future 🙂
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Yes, hope is what keeps us going!
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Such depth, captivating.🌼👏🏽
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thanks, Jude!
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What a great poem, Elizabeth! I love that she is venturing away from hardship with hopes of a better future!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Yes, she realized that enough is enough!
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Hi Yvette, again I tried to leave the comment on your blog, a message saying I can’t publish it appeared, I’m wondering if this is happening only with me, or others have also complained. Well here it is: Lovely! For sure she is warm and the cold can’t get to her!
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I have had a few people tell me the same. Apparently, Blogger chooses who to have an attitude with on any given day. I believe there is a drop down box where it says Anonymous that allows you to choose how you want to sign in. Honestly, I’m still trying to figure it all out. I appreciate you letting me know. 🙂
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It’s not fair, you are problem missing lots of comments. I tried the anonymous too, and the same. 😦
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I have no doubt I am, Elizabeth. I know I need to figure out how to fix it; finding the time to do so is a whole other issue.
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I like the journey she undertakes within your lines and that the journey continues…
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Yes, a journey to freedom!
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Oh, this is quite perfect, Elizabeth. I love how you see her making ready to sail the seas to freedom. Excellent!
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Thanks, Colleen! It’s an interesting image, the first thing that called my attention was her hands, that we couldn’t see, I had the feeling she was in a prison.
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This is why I love these Ekphrastic challenges. We all see something different, or interpret the painting differently. I can see her locked into a situation she can’t escape. The hands are so expressive! This is a wonderful poem, Elizabeth. You keyed into the woman so well.
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Excellent pairing of words and picture.
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I’m happy you liked it!
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a beautiful poem
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Thanks, Bella!
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