Using the below photo write a vignette or poem
I feel as though I am prostrate
on a knife blade,balanced
over cold sharpened steel.
If I breathe too hard or move
at all.
I will be sliced in half.
The weight of it.
If I do nothing
I still bleed
still suffer.
Which is worse?
The oak grip
of indecision.
You have certainly captured the emotions that accompany indecision. Very nice!
ReplyDeleteNice Magpie. I like the last line..
ReplyDelete"The oak grip of indecision"
Powerful and vivid. Great Magpie!
ReplyDeleteSuch wonderful and striking metaphor, your words a poetic delight.
ReplyDeleteThe oak grip
ReplyDeleteof indecision. That's a strong grip nice line! Great Magpie!
Great last line!
ReplyDeleteLove this poem! This must be how my husband feels when he's trying to make a decision. I'm usually a snap decision maker - I might regret it later, but I mostly would rather regret than think too hard.
ReplyDeletepowerful stuff...to slowly let it cut or move quick and draw it deep...a question that i am glad i do not have to make today...great magpie!
ReplyDeleteDo something, act, bleed, have it done with..Recover..Miracles happen!
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Vivid and powerful, especially 'The oak grip of indecision'. One I will have to re-read.
ReplyDeleteHave a lovely weekend x
Indecision. How true your words are! Nice poem with a wonderful edge.
ReplyDeleteooh, a fine magpie, suz! it fascinates me to read what so many have seen when they saw this weeks prompt, and yours is not exception!! i could feel the pain of both decisions, knowing both were going in a bad direction!
ReplyDeleteGosh, I certainly can relate. We Libras can never make up our minds!
ReplyDeleteah yes- the weighing of pros and cons....the agony of choice.
ReplyDeleteThe dilemma of all consuming fear.
ReplyDeleteOnce again, your word choice is amazing...
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