Photo: Gathering by AlicePopkorn
I erased the orange light
painted it eerily blue
outlines of the birds
flew into me
wheels stopped in wasteland
yet I found a tree
birds scattered into nowhere
but returned and gathered near me
in such a place of quietude
they too fell silent
we watched the fading light
and drowsily fell asleep
when sands came from all sides
all of us were buried alive.
"if you come and dig now,
you will discover the fossilized we."
12 comments:
This is a wonderful, wonderful literary piece...I'm breathless!
I think I'd drop the quotation marks at the end. Otherwise, I'd just leave it alone and enjoy it.
"When sand came from all sind ..." A strong turnaround this is.
Best wishes
Ralf
Strong and provocative - a vivid piece - perfect take on the prompt image!
Very moody and grand in scope. Love it.
A dark atmosphere and yet fossilised has a glimmer of hope as in preserved for eternity! Beautiful piece!
I see your name around on Carry on Tuesday and hadn't stopped to visit your blog, at least not recently. I am glad I did today. Eerily Blue is lovely.
Mmmm, even without the picture is is good. Really enjoyed this. Thanks for sharing it.
on the bright side its end with 'we' not 'me'
Old Grizz really likes this...well done
I like this, and how you molded the photo into a narrative. I really like your last stanza, your ending, the fossilized "we". Nicely done.
-Nicole (sorry I'm so late!)
Deep, dark and moody with flashes of suggestion for a brighter future.
Great post!
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