You read it write, peeples.....regurgitate your best work in this forum! 

re·gur·gi·tate  v. re·gur·gi·tat·ed, re·gur·gi·tat·ing, re·gur·gi·tates
v.intr.
To rush or surge back.
v.tr.
To cause to pour back, especially to cast up (partially digested food). In this case, partially digested words or art!)

Make is as loose or tight, funny or sad, long or short, or just about anything else that comes to mind.  Here's the lowdown and remember, previous collaborations are always receptive to new words/images:

Week 1 - Each Monday an ARTIST will post a visual, and anybody who wishes to responds with a written piece -- poetry, story, article, essay -- whatever.  No restrictions here.  The floor will be open for two weeks for written submissions. (Of course, anyone can jump in and leave a written piece later!) 

Week 2 - Each Monday a WRITER (volunteer, or nominated by anyone and agreeing) posts a written piece -- poetry, story, article, essay -- whatever.  No restrictions there.  Then, anybody who wishes to may respond with a visual (again, no restrictions).  Floor open for two weeks for visual collaboration. 

AND SO ON in alternating succession. 

This round, we're calling on the writers to inspire the visual artists with their choicest, juiciest words!  High Five!

~ chameleon

OK, chamelon, you pot-stirrer, you.  Here, in offering for collaboration, is my prayer, Bless the Girl.

I met him on the Internet, she said. 

She doesn't get that love isn't something you advertise for ... and free, too.

He's nice.  I'm totally smitten.  She doesn't get that smitten

is just biology at work.  She gave him her heart and he

stopped calling after that.  She doesn't get that. 

She went back for more.  She thinks she can cure

cruelty with love. She says I don't need anything back.  She doesn't get

her own value.  She gives it away for free. 

He meets her on his porch, delivers her belongings: it's over.

And then the next night: can you come back?  She doesn't get

anything: he gets everything. 

I say to her please, you're messing with your own value.

She says, I never thought of it like that. 

I pray: bless this girl.  It breaks my heart that

she doesn't get it. 

~soozwillamuse

Dear Sooz, your writing is always so evocative, that when I'm done, it's like I have watched something really happen. This contains so much in so few lines and rings like true north with compassion. You've inspired me. Cheryl S bspimas

From the pot-stirrer to you, Sooz. . .

Sometimes we have so much we want to say to someone and yes, it does break our heart.  Then we come to the realization that it is their journey and not our's to travel....

This is my personal insight sparked from your outstanding writing, Sooz.  It's hopefully a contemplative piece entitled , "Take a Good Look at Yourself"  where I have attempted to connect art and words in the lively spirit of collaboration.  What a challenging and rewarding experience --- thanks so much, Sooz!  Just a reminder that all artists can create an artwork at any time to accompany Soozwillamuse' writing.

~ chameleon

Chameleon,

WOW!!!!

Wow, chameleon ... looking at the piece that you did, I just had a mini-epiphany!  I was sitting here contemplating your artwork and the various images in it.  With my artist-learning mind, my eyes were going all over the artwork, a little bit thinking "how did she do this" and a little bit trying to pick out the individual images.  Suddenly, I compared that a little bit to the experience that caused me to write the piece! 

I think I've said before someplace, that the piece was about someone close to me that I care for, and yet someone who is an adult and makes her own decisions.  My assessments of her may sometimes be helpful, but may sometimes also come between us.  While looking at your piece, I was trying to pick out the individual elements of it, instead of simply standing back and looking at the big picture.  And is that a way to look at my life experience with my friend, as well?  Instead of my Sooz-mind picking out the pieces of my friend's picture, maybe I should be pulling back and looking at the "big picture", knowing that I don't have the particular skills necessary to see the individual pieces? 

I'm trying to convey this well, and hope that I didn't use waaaayy too many words.  Does anybody understand what I was trying to say?  At any rate, it was a wonderful epiphany for me.  I'll use that again! 

Thank you, friend chameleon!  Art can be an amazing correlary to life...

 Yes, Sooz.  Yes.

Trust that your original poem is as powerful as the glorious art translation from chameleon.  Each is stand-alone -- and in collaboration, not twice as powerful, but a powerful third impression.

Wonderfully rendered!

cb

Thank you, Constance.  I always so appreciate your support and words and friendship. 

~soozwillamuse

Thanks for the encouraging feedback you gave me, Ramona, Sooz, and Constance.  Sooz:  yes, I understand very well what you are trying to say.... our lives are made up of many little parts that make the whole.  Personally, it is in my nature to analyze things so that I have a better understanding of it.  Sometimes it's a good thing; other times, definitely not!  The problem lies in that some things can never be understood yet so much time and effort has gone into figuring it out.  Not that it's a waste of time but it could be time spent elsewhere. 

I am pleased that you received inspiration and understanding with the artwork, Sooz.

~ chameleon