Showing posts with label Stephanie Stanton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stephanie Stanton. Show all posts

Saturday, 21 March 2015

Poetry Illustration: Daydream in the scanner.

Daydream in the scanner by Stephanie Stanton.

He was enchanted
with the perfect alignment
of edges; the firm pressure
of a thumbnail scraping
a crease of sharp permanence

Then she continued;
'Be generous with your colours
Be wild,unrestrained
in your selection. These are to be wings
of randomness and chance'

He is intimidated
by the necessity for strict alignment
The head restraint's pressure
forcing him to be perfectly still.
The muffled tapping making his memory flutter...

'Oh look, I see a face
Not a butterfly, a face
I believe it is a man's face;
wide and strong, poking out a forked tongue'
He recalls their shared laughter

Then they continue
making picture after picture
revealing colourful hemispheres
with each pressing
butterfly after butterfly.

One is pinned
measured and marked
There are but hushed mutterings
A damage - fragile wing dust
A sullied half

© Stephanie Stanton.

Friday, 9 January 2015

Poetry Illustration: Overcast.

Overcast by Stephanie Stanton.

Her perfectly manicured fingers stretch
and fondle his surface in search of an edge 
Her smouldering eyes hold the nation's stare
as she lifts him up with a flick of her hair 
She glances an instant, scanning the map
then puts him in place; gives his surface a tap
He loves her, the cloud, and wishes to be 
more than her prop, to be used in 2D
But alas there is nothing that can be done 
for this cloud, manufactured in 71
'The South will remain fairly cloudy but dry'
(He can't let her down, does his best not to cry)
'In the North expect rain but this later should clear'
(When the camera is turned, out trickles a tear)

Poem by Stephanie Stanton 2015 ©