Attribution: Google Images
Image: Ruins (here)
fish tap bucket dream ask swirl
lamp night water roof call
to fish for ideas for salvation
to tap into the survival instincts
a bucketful of leads for solutions
are but a dream
to ask questions is to beget
more questions that swirl
in the cluttered mind
a lamp dim-lit at the staircase
the only living thing left
intense in tenacity to keep staying
alive now long gone
nights are cold hot water is
but a wish except for drippings
of leakage from the roof-top
allowed to succumb to vagaries
of nature and left in ruins
a big responsibility to call
for a clean-up or even a
restoration
a face-saving attempt
to right a split-up of parents
imposed on young shoulders
MMT's Sunday's Whirligig #180
Michael's at MLMM's Tale Weaver #189
Mish's at d'Verse's OLN #228
Much is left to ruin and much of the time we or another trying to force their power are to blame.
ReplyDeleteThe ruins of childhood due to divorce - excellent metaphor.
ReplyDeleteThere is responsibility assumed in any cleanup. It may require more effort than one anticipated.
ReplyDeleteYou describe so well the misery, confusion and emptiness of divorce for children, no matter what age. I was especially drawn to the "tenacity" of the lamp. How dare it remain lit when all is gone.
ReplyDeleteDark images are wonderfully explored. Beautiful Hank.
ReplyDeleteI see them all the time... and they get through it, scarred.
ReplyDeleteOh wow........those last few lines are heart-breaking.
ReplyDeleteA call for a big clean up, I vote for that.
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