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THIS WEEK'S Magpie Tales....thanks, Tess Kincaid.
QUICKSAND
Forever and a day you were right,
yet there you stand in quicksand
believing that the sucking sound
will lift you up to the second floor.
I hold the lifesaver,
a sweet candy
on the tip of my tongue,
bright red, a sugared cherry
the color of a heady summer's bloom.
I recall when you were
my redeemer,
knew the answers,
but you painted everything grey.
The years are an ocean,
lapping against the shore,
rising to flood your intentions.
It took so long for me
to gather my fragments
and shape them into a fortress.
You are
the medicine years,
a drug ground down
to swallow with water.
Now you sink
as a grain of sand,
part of the fate of hermit crabs.
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Love what you did with this prompt, the quicksand theme is so clever.
ReplyDeleteHi Sub-Radar Mike-
ReplyDeleteThanks so much..since I was a little kid, quicksand was a big fear for me..growing up in NYC..go figure..
People who paint grey are best avoided! Great Magpie.
ReplyDeleteHi Cad-
ReplyDeleteI like the way you think! Thank you...
Wow hermit crabs! never thought of the creatures nearby- great job, thanks.
ReplyDeleteWow!! so many great lines in this piece Lyn - the revenge is sweet like a lifesaver.
ReplyDeleteOh wow, just love this. I can't even give a fav line because there are so many of them. Really deep. Love it!
ReplyDeleteHi izzy-
ReplyDeleteThank you..those little guys just washed up!
Hi Isabel..
ReplyDeleteThanks so much..It's the leaving behind that's so sweet, too!
Hi Other Mary-
ReplyDeleteSo glad that you like this..it sort of just poured forth!!
Nice Magpie, Lyn!!!
ReplyDeleteWow. What poured forth is amazing!
ReplyDeleteLOL. Yeah, I had a fear of quicksand, as well. Not likely in the Midwest. : )
Some really nice lines here. I especially like "...I hold the lifesaver,
ReplyDeletea sweet candy
on the tip of my tongue..."
This is such a captivating poem Lyn....i love the line "the years are an ocean, lapping against the shore, rising to flood your intentions.....amazing writing!
ReplyDeletenice progression through this...the quicksand...the candy...and hermit crabs...smiles....i think they may be better off you know...smiles.
ReplyDeleteUnusual? No, unique - take on this week's prompt. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteHi Helen..
ReplyDeleteI appreciate that!
Hi thingy-
ReplyDeleteAmazing what fears stick to us..thank you!
Hi Martin-
ReplyDeleteThanks..I sort of like that image too!!
Hi Carrie-
ReplyDeleteOh my..what a lovely statement...thank you..
Hi Brian-
ReplyDeleteThanks for your thoughts..hard to know who's lucky these days...
Hi Berowne-
ReplyDeleteVery nice comment..guess we're happy at what our minds sometimes show us! Thanks..
Quicksand is a fear that sticks with me, too. And surely the fear of those who paint in grey. Nice piece, to be sure.
ReplyDeleteHi Tumblewords-
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comment..several seem to have that quicksand thing!
Quick sand is a tricky thing; fight and struggle and it'll consume you, but embrace it and you'll stay afloat.
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Hi rel-
ReplyDeleteThanks for the tip...you never know when that info will come in handy!