Monday, December 12, 2011

Magpie Tales 95 - At Sea

Image by  Mostafa Habibi

At Sea

The image lingers
I can taste the salt
feel the sand
know the dread.

My ever over-active mind
turning wound blankets into sand
hopelessness into rising tide
fog masking my choices.

I awake
filled with dread 
of where I have been
knowing it more real.

I walk
the sand under foot
the brine in my hair
to the shower
to wash off the fear.

J. Binford-Bell
December 2011


14 comments:

  1. dreams like this can be very frustrating, nice Magpie

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  2. 'turning wound blankets into sand' .. if only. Beautiful Mag.

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  3. This is an intriguing interpretation of the visual. I liked the way the dream and reality were woven together at the end.

    Welcome to Real Toads and thank you for sharing your work on Open Link Monday.

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  4. A finely-wrought chill in this.

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  5. whew...felt that chill...hope its a warm shower...love the textures in this as well...

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  6. The second stanza is just beautiful!

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  7. Thank you so much for the music feedback ... I listened and realized it was definitely distracting, especially with my sad Magpie.

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  8. the reality of where we've been....

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  9. The sea can provoke the most unexpected responses.

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  10. Oh, I really like this. The last line is killer!

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  11. Oh, if only 'washing off the fear' was that easy. Very nice read!

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  12. Nightmarish and very vivid, Jacqui!

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