Dancing Echoes

Beats Stumbling Around in Silence

Cover Up

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I painted the door
To cover the dent
Left by the beer bottle
Meant for my head

Author: Dancing Echoes

I am a scientist by trade and artist by soul. My creative outlet used to be dancing but due to injuries and age, I must now find another path. I am hoping my writing, poetry and photography can be this new path. Awards: While I am grateful and honored for the numerous nominations, I don’t have time to respond to them with the attention they deserve, so for the most part, I am an award free blog. All photographs and words are mine unless otherwise credited. © 2015-2016 Dancing Echoes ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author/owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Christy Draper with appropriate and specific direction to the original content on Dancing Echoes.

14 thoughts on “Cover Up

  1. Good thing it didn’t hit your head…

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  2. Lovely colors. A gross situation though.

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  3. That doesn’t souns so good. Beers are for drinking, not throwing and pretty heads are for kissing, not throwing beer bottles at.

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  4. I couldn’t agree more.

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  6. Glad U exited from that toxic relationship alive, and with spirit bruised but unbroken.

    The post manipulates the viewer’s expectations effectively. I see the photo first as a closeup of a surface that looks good in closeup, like a lichen-covered rock or a Pollock painting. Then I start reading the poem and briefly expect something light-hearted like [House that Jack Built] or [There Was an Old Lady …]. The poem turns dark, swiftly and seamlessly. Then I revisit the photo and see the dent. Masterful.

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  7. This is so powerful. Your words are so powerful.

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  8. Thank you. It is truly my front door. I painted it to look like copper patina.

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  9. Damn fool, he. Worse, DE.

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  10. I got a pretty door out of it at least.

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  11. He needed a dent in the head.

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  12. He was a bit tortured in his own right. That is enough.

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