11 December 2011

Buried Alive




It's not like setting fire to the rain
as Adele sang when she jettisoned
her guy and friends cheered
images of mystery and catharsis
with symphony accompaniment.

It's more like being buried alive
in sand with only my head exposed
to stare alone at the sea of our love
without arms to take us where
we are meant to be.



This is in response to the visual prompt above posted at Magpie Tales.

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16 comments:

  1. Claudia11 December, 2011 19:53

    the lines are so perfect for that pic.. have seen it earlier today and also had this buried alive feeling..well penned sadness..the missing what was meant to be...like it a lot

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  2. DJan11 December, 2011 20:03

    I have seen a couple of others to this Magpie Tales but yours makes the most sense. It's a rather difficult one to understand, until I read your poem. Your talent helped me see the picture in a different light.

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  3. Mary11 December, 2011 20:25

    Ah yes....to be able to see where one wants to go but not to be able to get there! I like your interpretation very much.

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  4. Grandmother Mary11 December, 2011 22:43

    Claudia, Thanks. It is a buried alive kind of prompt, isn't it?!

    DJan, You're most kind, DJan. It's difficult but I've felt that, too.

    Mary, I actually saw Adele's first and didn't know quite what I felt about her approach until I saw this.

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  5. Rosaria Williams12 December, 2011 02:25

    I'm feeling his regrets, his sadness, his sense of angst.

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  6. Grandmother Mary12 December, 2011 10:06

    Rosaria, All of it. Universal, isn't it?

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  7. Martin12 December, 2011 12:33

    And we need those arms, if we're to fly.

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  8. Mental P Mama12 December, 2011 14:13

    Wow.

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  9. Helen12 December, 2011 17:17

    Very nice ......

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  10. Grandmother Mary12 December, 2011 18:53

    Martin, We do indeed, and for so much else.

    Lauren and Helen, Grazie.

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  11. Unknown12 December, 2011 19:02

    I suspect that's the difference between you and me - I would have put together an whole epic about how he wound up buried in the sand, waiting for the tide to roll in, with rescue just a few, unreachable, feet away.

    I mean, he REALLY had to piss somebody off.

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  12. Grandmother Mary12 December, 2011 21:04

    Lou, You made me laugh. Vive la difference!

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  13. Brian Miller13 December, 2011 05:32

    nice adele ref...she always sings such sad songs...and the vividness of the second verse...yikes...

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  14. Grandmother Mary13 December, 2011 17:35

    Brian, Her back up is lush in this rendition. Glad you liked it and thanks for stopping by.

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  15. hyperCRYPTICal15 December, 2011 14:21

    Excellent Mag.

    Anna :o]

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  16. Grandmother Mary15 December, 2011 17:07

    Anna, Grazie.

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