A photograph to inspire poetry: a fly on a dead banana leaf

a fly on a dead banana leaf

This photograph is of a fly on a dead banana leaf.  It is a fairly up close and detailed shot.  One type of poetic inspiration that could come from this photograph, would be a poem that uses the fly and dead banana leaf as metaphorical symbols for something.  For example, imagine a person moving from a house that burned down.  The person could be represented by the fly and the house could be represented by the dead banana leaf in a poem.  He’s an example:

It was strange,
the sound in the wind,
as it blew through the brown,
and it all seemed to rattle.

Pausing there,
standing upon it,
for the last moment,
before this was memory.

What once was alive,
and seemed to grow each day,
was now a shell,
that was empty and thin.

Living there,
staying there,
understanding there,
as wings now twitched.

The wind blew,
the fly would do as it would,
and there upon stalks,
the banana leaves would flutter.

Poem: Looking at the analog dial

Looking at the analog dial

Standing on the scale,
keeping balance,
taking a breath,
with hope.

And then a look down,
 at the analog dial,
  and seeing …

 

There’s something,
about the logic,
about the simplicity,
 just lessen one thing,
 and increase the other.
It makes sense,
  it’s not an opinion,
    it’s not dependent,
      it’s not subjective.

There’s something though,
 about the strange reality,
that this logic,
 doesn’t correctly answer,
  the math problem.

 

A fly on the lamp shade,
wipes its hands together,
and seems to be,
 putting one finger,
  across the other,
and casting blame.

But there on the frosted glass,
 is the silhouette of a moth,
and as its wings flutter,
 it sends a signal,
  like with flags,

that the fly is wrong,
and there is no blame,
and to keep climbing over the dune,
  because the oasis,
    is on the other side.

Looking at the analog dial.