Miscellaneous poems which could not fit as individual items. |
INK BLOTS [Tracing patterns in ink blots] All have heard of Rorschach blots, Un-designed but yet designed So that they gauze hidden depths Of the dark corners of mind. But when ink blot technique is Used by some one, not a shrink, That, too, in poetic form, One is forced to pause and think. Well, what do I find in this A many-headed hydra? Are there only three faces Or there is yet one extra? First face on the left is that Of John, a factory worker. Beads of sweat show on his face, He is never a shirker. Second face, that of Mary, On the right in her black gown Is care-free, innocent, Without worry or a frown. Looking from above on left, Third face, with a pointed nose Is that of Scoba the witch, Like a thorn piercing a rose. I have described three faces Which I was able to read. But a fourth one may be yet Lurking somewhere indeed. * Written for InvisibleInk’s InvisibleInkBlot's Poetry Contest, "Invalid Item" , where a poem had to be woven around faces discerned in the ink blot by the viewer. * Earlier posted as an independent item no. #899570. Deleted on 21 December 2004 M C Gupta 17 October 2004 |