Image: Alex Stoddard, courtesy of The Mag |
Held captive in a man-made womb
composed of glass and wooden stave,
adrift inside this watery grave
while oak and hemlock guard my tomb.
I rest on decomposing bed
of rotting life and fictile earth;
awaiting on some grand re-birth
I float in stasis state instead.
© Ginny Brannan April 2012
Written for The Mag #114. By Tess Kincaid; she provides the image, we provide the story!
Written for The Mag #114. By Tess Kincaid; she provides the image, we provide the story!
I often wonder if those rich folks like Howard Huges/ Disney (I thin to) whp paid a fortune to have their brains and bodies preserved in suspended animation until some time in the future can still 'think'. Imagine being frozen like that and yet, still able to think. Would drive me crazy. Sorry for typos, burned my fingers yesterday, hard to type.
ReplyDeletewell i certainly hope you are not waiting long...the line about resting on rotted life...i think there is a nice double meaning in there...a rolling stone collects no moss as well...smiles.
ReplyDeleteMore like don't waste time and let your life rot away while waiting for life to come to you!
Deleteamen to that...smiles.
DeleteI like the idea of oak and hemlock guarding my tomb... But to be preserved...no thanks!
ReplyDeleteI'm so impressed with your use of this form (enclosed or envelope rhyme, is it?). The poem is so effective, especially when mirrored by the form, and combined with the perfect title.
ReplyDeleteI knew the four line stanzas were called Quatrains, I did not realize they were also considered envelope rhymes. I looked that up and you where right, thank you for teaching me something new!
DeleteGreat take on prompt! (I almost wrote great tank on prompt!) and lovely rhymes. K.
ReplyDeletewhere do you get all those wonderful ideas.'decomposing bed' is a source of fertility and renewal. as Spike Milligan said " I dont mind dying;I just dont want to be there when it happens!
ReplyDeleteOn my top five list this week ... I loved it!!!
ReplyDeleteReminds me of a frog in formeldahyde. Yes, rebirth is what many hope for...but I don't wish to be suspended in water beforehand! You did well with this picture. I agree with the person above who said it is one of the best for this prticular prompt.
ReplyDeleteLet's hope when awakened he finds it isn't still rotting down around him. Great word picks, really set the stage and were all the rage.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. I always love the cadence of your poems.
ReplyDeleteThe image and your verse bring to mind a cross between the Snow White story and a magician undertaking an underwater prison illusion. Well wrought.
ReplyDeleteI like the concept of the man-made womb...nice write...
ReplyDeleteI agree with Semaphore...Snow White and David Blaine....I also like "man-made womb"
ReplyDeletehey you, just popping in to say hi...had not seen anything new in a bit...hope you are well...smiles.
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