Roller Coaster is another of the Make Spoken Word Go Viral prompts – to write something inspired by a painting – as I was thinking ‘Everyday’ came up in my iPhoto screen saver program – random images come up every five or six minutes. How clear a sign do I need?
During poetry month last year I was ‘triggered’ to go into my past & dug out a folio of several old paintings I had done in the mid-70’s. I wrote about some of them then (links at bottom of post). In 2013 I managed to do a poem & photo, a day – this year not so good. But good enough for me too.
I did dozens of these paintings – in very thin fast drying latex. Gave many of them away as gifts, one to Malcolm Ross at Dalhousie who helped get book of poetry published but later opined that coming out wasn’t suitable material for the market.
‘Everyday’ as a title is a reference to Buddy Holly’s song with the line ‘going faster than a roller coaster.’ The image has elements that I worked with often – the playful gods, the red guitar, the ocean, mountains & nods to real works of art (crows over cornfield).
I mention my only real memory of working on the painting – creating the trellis – otherwise that’s it – my frame of mind, intent are in that paint brush. I did have a fascination with mystery, with making the viewer find a story within a surreal landscape.
Roller Coaster
careening though the air
it starts off side
continues to the other side
whips around up and down
past the mountains
the sea
the crows over corn field
the daily gods
cling wave as the cars
speed past my eyes
speed out of the paint brush
stopped for that moment
but never fully stopped
on this reckless wreckless
escape from reality
into a hyper lack of reality
a journey
the painter never could make
flat full colours
vivid after al these years
a slippery moment of my past
me being that painter
that man
with the need to careen through a life
wheels firmly attached
to the roller coaster track
yet fearful of flying into the
great big blue sky
I remember the effort
to construct that trellis
the deliberate nod to the crows
the red guitar
the gods odd symbols that
sprung from me
spoke to me of a mystery
I’m still trying to solve
of a ride I’m still on
no matter how still I seem
Links to April 2013 Viral prompts poetry posts
Love the painting. The metaphors and symbols rock.