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The Sunday Whirl presents twelve words for us to use in a creative writing piece.
This week's words are:
magic, shadows, key, stretch, sage, snaps, bruise, edges, writing, blue, world, desert
Shadows
Blue-grey—
Everything is blue grey.
Dusty. Stale. Lost its edges.
He stands; looking, hoping—
But knowing too.
The world has changed.
Bruised. Scared. Empty.
Stencilled on a wall beside him
A little girl releases a balloon.
Where is she now, he wonders.
The city is deserted.
The people are gone.
No magic trick here—
Survival is key.
Caves. Islands. Away.
Blue-grey. It stretches
Horizon to horizon.
Covers the world. A shroud.
The sky too is grey. No blue there.
Something snaps—
Knowing it pointless
He calls her name—
There is no answer.
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The imagery is so vivid and evocative, I felt like I was right there with him, feeling his desperation and loss. You've woven the words together beautifully, creating a haunting and powerful piece.
ReplyDeleteWow. This is so poignant. And sad.
ReplyDeleteThe “little girl releasing a balloon” stencilled on the wall —it’s Banksy-esque, and yet entirely personal. A fragile memory, preserved in a world that no longer holds the one it represents. The echo of innocence in a broken place. It’s grief with memory attached.
ReplyDeleteYour poem is a heart, stripped of illusion, still calling her name even when the sky forgets how to echo. I saw the blue-grey not as colour, but as absence. Of her. Of laughter. Of light.
It changed. I started out writing about a post-apocalyptic world and it morphed into more a metaphor for loss.
DeleteSame thing really.
DeleteVery atmospheric. And very musical too. You convey the sadness and bleakness beautifully.
ReplyDeleteA dystopic vision of a perilous future? Vivid images, poignant words.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful expression of grief sadness and loneliness. Hugs !
ReplyDeleteThis is excellent, J. Your description of grays and blues is perfect for this sad poem, which I can relate to.
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