Sunday, November 13, 2011

Disassociation


I'm waiting;
once again, the last to be chosen

Why do I stay,
with old whispers and lukewarm coffee
as my only consolation

The pale, grey sky is nearly absent

What will hold me to the ground
if the sky lifts completely
and gravity fails?

I'm barely making contact now

This is in response to the photo writing prompt offered at Magpie Tales.  Go there to see lots of wonderful writing.  Photo is taken from Google images, unknown photographer.
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28 comments:

  1. UnknownNovember 13, 2011 at 9:36 AM

    Hope keeps you there, my dear...it's hope, i fear :)

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  2. AnonymousNovember 13, 2011 at 10:21 AM

    Very poignant, and profound. Love the second last stanza!

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  3. martineNovember 13, 2011 at 11:43 AM

    this is just lovely, romantic, lovely images and feel.
    thanks for sharing
    martine

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  4. martineNovember 13, 2011 at 11:44 AM

    p.s. and I love the little quote under your profile picture too

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  5. christopherNovember 13, 2011 at 1:18 PM

    I had that "last to be chosen" in my life as a child and as an adult too. For example, when I can't find a job for a long time. So I exclaimed aloud when I saw how that feeling works with the image.

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  6. Kay L. DaviesNovember 13, 2011 at 2:33 PM

    I remember "last to be chosen"—this is a perfect description. The second-last stanza is fabulous.

    Kay, Alberta, Canada
    An Unfittie’s Guide to Adventurous Travel

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  7. Sub Radar (Mike)November 13, 2011 at 3:47 PM

    The picture fits the poem so well, nicely done :]

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  8. Brandee ShaferNovember 13, 2011 at 3:55 PM

    Perfect marriage between image and words. I hadn't noticed how loosely tethered she looks, but you're right: she could fly away at any moment. I don't know if I hope she'll go...or if I hope she'll stay. Well done.

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  9. Susan AndersonNovember 13, 2011 at 5:48 PM

    I think this one really works well. Nice job!

    =)

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  10. Other MaryNovember 13, 2011 at 6:17 PM

    Thank you all, I appreciate your comments!

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  11. AnonymousNovember 13, 2011 at 8:24 PM

    Loved every line, felt every emotion. Beautifully done!

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  12. Chronicles of IllusionsNovember 14, 2011 at 2:53 AM

    oh this is lovely great write

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  13. MartinNovember 14, 2011 at 4:55 AM

    This one has a floatographic quality to it.

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  14. Other MaryNovember 14, 2011 at 7:03 AM

    Roughwaterjohn - Thanks, glad you could feel it.

    Jo - Thank you much!

    Martin - heheh, thanks.

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  15. Brian MillerNovember 14, 2011 at 10:10 AM

    very nice...esp like the what will hold me as it contrasts nicely with why do i stay...

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  16. hedgewitchNovember 14, 2011 at 10:55 AM

    You've tapped in to that sense of otherness (ah--a natural affinity for the Other Mary??) in this pic--alienation, isolation, all playing well with the surreal, almost nightmare landscape. Your poem adds a feel of something waiting to happen, some catastrophe just out of sight. Loved it.

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  17. ClaudiaNovember 14, 2011 at 11:13 AM

    loved the staying with old whispers and lukewarm coffee..sad place to be and you captured it so well... and smiles at the one above..

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  18. HelenNovember 14, 2011 at 1:28 PM

    Lovely ... including the last to be chosen memories.

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  19. Susie ClevengerNovember 14, 2011 at 2:06 PM

    Sadness...your words perfectly sharing that emotion...
    What will hold me to the ground
    if the sky lifts completely
    and gravity fails?

    I'm barely making contact now

    I have felt this way at times...A beautiful poem

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  20. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallNovember 14, 2011 at 2:38 PM

    a delightful play on the prompt.
    love the sweetness.

    :)

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  21. JinksyNovember 14, 2011 at 2:42 PM

    Guess those feet need grounding...

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  22. Tumblewords:November 14, 2011 at 4:35 PM

    I know that feeling - you've written a fine piece!

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  23. Carrie Van HornNovember 14, 2011 at 4:38 PM

    Hope is a powerful thing....this is a brilliant piece! :-)

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  24. Dave KingNovember 15, 2011 at 5:37 AM

    I like this very much, and particularly the last verse.

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  25. Other MaryNovember 15, 2011 at 6:03 AM

    Thank you to all of you. I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment here.

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  26. AnonymousNovember 16, 2011 at 5:54 AM

    Other Mary: Why do I stay,
    with old whispers and lukewarm coffee

    Indeed a very powerful poem echoes the mood of the prompt with much "Disassociation" in complete earnestness.Chiccoreal

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  27. Other MaryNovember 16, 2011 at 11:16 PM

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  28. Other MaryNovember 16, 2011 at 11:23 PM

    Thanks Chiccoreal! Glad you stopped by!

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