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."
This is a wonderful, wonderful literary piece...I'm breathless!
ReplyDeleteI think I'd drop the quotation marks at the end. Otherwise, I'd just leave it alone and enjoy it.
ReplyDelete"When sand came from all sind ..." A strong turnaround this is.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes
Ralf
Strong and provocative - a vivid piece - perfect take on the prompt image!
ReplyDeleteVery moody and grand in scope. Love it.
ReplyDeleteA dark atmosphere and yet fossilised has a glimmer of hope as in preserved for eternity! Beautiful piece!
ReplyDeleteI 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.
ReplyDeleteMmmm, even without the picture is is good. Really enjoyed this. Thanks for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteon the bright side its end with 'we' not 'me'
ReplyDeleteOld Grizz really likes this...well done
ReplyDeleteI like this, and how you molded the photo into a narrative. I really like your last stanza, your ending, the fossilized "we". Nicely done.
ReplyDelete-Nicole (sorry I'm so late!)
Deep, dark and moody with flashes of suggestion for a brighter future.
ReplyDeleteGreat post!