I found this wonderful drawing
on the internet
I used it to inspire a little poem
of what I saw
The artist asks that I link to his site
Walking on Empty
No one knew her
hurried steps
were going nowhere
Just the pretense of a life
walking through
snow and frigid cold
wanting to feel
something
You're going to think I'm crazy, but this reminded me of Buffy the Vampire Slayer - the musical episode. Except with her it was fire - walking into fire just to FEEL something.
ReplyDeleteGood OneShot!
wow Bug..that's great
ReplyDeleteand boy are you a fast reader!
those last 2 lines say much...and the fact that no body knows as she struggles on by...makes me a touch sad...nice oneshot!
ReplyDeleteAtmospheric photo gave you a good start on the emotional interpretation you chose.
ReplyDeletehurried steps were going nowhere...
ReplyDeleteinteresting line
You really are in a season of inspiration lately and producing some great work. Keep on growing because the fruit is delicious!
ReplyDeleteA little homage to Jackson Browne? And a little bit of Elinor Rigby--all the lonely people --where do they all come from. I like it. Tight and good and cold. Thanks. Gay
ReplyDeleteInteresting image, for some reason it reminded me of the book "Let the Northern Lights Erase Your Name", the title based on a poem. Haunting words about one woman but something we all can relate to.
ReplyDeleteWonderful combining of visual with words...the reader (me) sits with both for the longest time...great choices!
ReplyDeleteI can see how the picture inspired you, Suz. Your words do it justice.
ReplyDeleteI hope she gets where ever she is going safely. You do have a incredible way with words.
ReplyDeleteYou portray a person seeking meaning to an empty life so well.
ReplyDeleteI like the way the poem and image work together.
ReplyDeleteJust stopped by. I really like the image and the words---such an accurate commentary--a sad, but true one--lots of folks "going through the pretense of life, wanting to feel something."
ReplyDeleteYou've chosen an interesting drawing, Suz.
ReplyDeleteTogether with your poem it's very touching !
Nice evening,
Sylvia
Very sad poem and beautifully written, Suz.
ReplyDeleteperception is an amazing thing..too me she was running home late after an illicit meeting...loved what you said though and thanks for sharing with one shot..cheers pete
ReplyDeleteSo empty, cold and sad. Actually, I am looking forward to a little cold. Bring on the snow!! Oh yeah.
ReplyDeletewow, wanting to feel something...like that line...bkm
ReplyDeleteVery sad poem Suz..
ReplyDeleteWonderful image and the poem is perfect!
ReplyDeleteOh, I like this. Great combo of words and image. I can see how the picture would inspire you.
ReplyDeleteI love that illustration. And, as always, your words.
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