WHAT DO YOU SEE ?? Ink Blot #5
Here is the fifth ink blot in my series of ten.
posted by GypsySavage @ 2:26 AM Permalink
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Friday, June 30, 2006
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- Name: GypsySavage
- Location: Ohio, United States
Greetings friends! My name is Barb a.k.a. Gypsy Savage. I chose the name Gypsy Savage as it is the pet name my husband called me when we were dating. AHHHH, those days are sweet to remember. I was guided to this site by a friend who writes beautifully and created a blog. She, in turn, had been "tagged" and, thus, it has led to me creating my own little blog. I hope I can keep it current and entice people to respond with comments. I've decided to create different blogs for different topics. I will keep my main one GypsySavageMuses for general topics. I have been wanting to write, as sort of a joural, my experience with pain. That blog is Chronic Pain - My Story (how original...). I eventually want to begin a blog with ink blots on it. I find it so amusing to hear what others see in each blot. Very interesting at times... Hope you find one blog that interests you enough to keep you coming back to read and post. I have met lots of interesting people in "blogland." It's surprising how well you can sometimes connect to people just through their writings..
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I see a face with wide sunglasses, a red nose, and a full beard.
You welcomed us with wings swept wide,
The thrill of the moment we stepped inside
Your slender shape, so sleek, so fast,
But all too soon the moment passed.
All too soon your engines started,
And from these shores we soon departed.
All too soon, our journeys end.
To leave you was like leaving a friend.
To fly with you was such a pleasure
An experience we will always treasure.
From a poem by Derek Rogers.
this one looks like a whirling top to me with 2 bright red handles to push down on
nice poem gambo
PP
Gambo, lovely poem. It seems that you notice a plane in the ink blot. However, watch out for all that black smoke coming out the rear...
PP - Yesssss, I see the top also. Since our wine tasting and studying this ink blot further. This morning I see a little story...
There is a fire, smoke is all around me... I dig around frantically for my cork screw (the one where you screw it in and push down on the levers to raise the cork). I race to my wine celler, carful not to fall down the steps in the smoke and stab myself with the corkscrew clutched tightly in my hand. I open the wine cellar door and search around frantically for the closest bottle of wine I can find.
There is NO WAY I'm gonna give up all these unused bottles of wine to a fire....
Do you see it?
Lee - you are correct, I Googled Osibisa. It is beautiful.
Osibisa
Gambo... you post a name, Derek Rogers. hmmmm - thats a familiar name. Do I know you from somewhere on-line? Do you sometimes play euchre perhaps?
We digress -
I may have met you in a previous life GS but certainly not in this one! Derek is a poet famous for 'That night beside the Seine' when Princess Di was taken from us so early.
'I awoke one August morning, no sun was in the sky,
The birds had stopped their singing, every cloud just seemed to cry,
All the flowers in the garden, their proud heads all bowed low,
The wind and breeze were silent, Mother Nature seemed to know,
The world had lost its brightest star that night beside the Seine
A guiding light for everyone would never shine again.
She was our Queen of Hearts, millions of hearts she touched in her short life,
Always there for those in need, in trouble or in strife.
For all the years, through all the tears, fond memories will remain.
For we all lost someone we loved, that night beside the Seine.'
Gambo - interesting... But when I read the poem while looking at the ink blot it seems as if you are talking of a plane.
Upside down, it is a lady, arms outstretched and wearing red boots, running down a path.
I see a red cross with wings, flying over a nuclear bomb mushroom cloud...
Cosmo, you like upside down things, don't you??
Susan, you see some disturbing things in these blots. You don't need dreams... lol
Hi GS - yes I saw a plane and thought of the poem. I added the second poem only because it is another by Derek Rogers who you implied we might have a mutual connection to. I don't think so but maybe he plays on-line euchre - I don't know, but I think not.
Yeah Susan, you see some dark things in these blots! Show us your softer side.
Hey, I'm not that "dark".. I saw a bullfrog in the last one didn't I (and he wasn't wearing camos and mowing down people with a machine gun or anything either.) ;-)
Gambo... I don't why the name Derek Rogers sounds so familiar to me. I googled the name and came up with many so - who knows? - I may have met a Derek Rogers at some point in my life.
When you are as batty as I am, upside down seems quite normal.
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