Inspired by Three Word Wednesday this week's prompt words are buckle, evade, wedge
Just a Matter of Time
He tightened his buckle
trying to evade my gaze
eyes anywhere but me
the big clock was ticking
time dripping, eroding
the soft swaddling fabric
that we had used to disguise
the huge wedge, driven deep
into the tiny hairline cracks
that had now opened up
wider than a chasm
18 comments:
Oh, it left me wondering.. well...good one..
A few disturbing possible interpretations of this! An enigmatic piece of writing!
Brilliantly written!
I like how you use fabric as a metaphor. And "time dripping" is a great image.
'time dripping'...just like your brilliantly measured words..a little sad but so engaging and recognisable..Jae
Disguising a chasm with swaddling clothes...hmm...I wonder lots of possibilities here, but the real tragedy is apparent.
That fabric can be so filmy... flimsy. It takes great effort to weave something more solid and protective.
This is amazing Susannah!....You have woven a beautiful fabric and picture with your words....this is truly a powerful poem! I love it!
:-)
Beautiful. Love the use of the swaddling cloth, which is suppossed to keep one safe and secure, as some sort of bandage to try to hold something together.
I like the way you did this! Good job! Thanks.
Excellently done, and intriguing.
It doesn't take much to cause an avalanche from hair line cracks.
Good use of metaphor and an interesting poem.
a painful place to be this place of too much can't let go....
Well Done!! Proper use of Prompts!!
~Happy New Year~
Very well written Susannah! LOved the phrase 'time dripping, eroding' something magical abt it!
so very well done, it hit me right in the chest.
Disturbing. I like the creepy feel.
......dhole
Thanks everyone for taking the time to read and comment, it is much appreciated.
Good to see you all. :-)
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