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Monday, April 26, 2010

Temporary for Magpie Tales

Magpie Tales offers an image for a weekly prompt. The image is viewable on the Magpie site.


Temporary


it was a walking aid
and only that
not a ball and chain
not an excuse
it was a walking aid
and only that

she leaned
feared to give it up
it became her excuse
her ball and chain
her support and her staff
...a stick that stifled life


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24 comments:

Everyday Goddess said...

sometimes the things we rely on are not doing us any good are they.

well done!

Aoife.Troxel said...

"a stick that stifled life" Great!

gabrielle said...

Contemplative. Gives new meaning to the word "crutch"...

Tess Kincaid said...

I love the metaphoric element here. Well done.

Anonymous said...

My mom could have written this! Exactly how she feels about her cane.

christine said...

You're right a stick does stifle life, its like you're old before you are with a stick.

Christine

Brian Miller said...

in many ways the trials of life become what we make of them...an aid or an anchor...nice magpie!

Pauline said...

ah Tumblewords - how quickly we learn to clutch that which should free us

nicely put

Rigel said...

"Temporary," indeed, how fragile we all are. "Her ball and chain" -- how wonderfully put! This is a great magpie.

Catalyst said...

You say so much in so few words. A great gift, Tumblewords!

Unknown said...

It is a painful poem because of the truth in it. It goes right to the heart.

Well done.

And thank you for stopping by.

Stella Jones said...

Some people are embarrassed to walk with a stick, others are proud. It all depends on your perspective.
Good poem, much thought.
Star

joanna said...

A profound short poem --- I have seen both sides -- some are happy to be able to walk again -- others well the reality of the frailness of our lives.

Nice

Joanny

Lyn said...

I pray for her strength and clarity..we are what we are, and so be it!

Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis Hall said...

you make the tale absolutely beautiful!

very shining magpie!

Anonymous said...

Great job girl, it is so true. I once had such back trouble I wanted my chiropractor to give me a handicapped sticker. He said I don't give those out. You need to walk. This is so true. Great job for Magpie Tales.
QMM

steviewren said...

Your story reminds me of the time my daughter sprained her ankle badly. It really hurt and she had to use crutches to get around. But long after the time she should have been able to support her weight on that ankle again, she wouldn't give them up. I finally had to take them away to get her to walk on her foot. The aide became the crutch.

Enchanted Oak said...

This was imaginative and poignant. It is very easy to turn an aid into a crutch.

Peter Goulding said...

Very cleverly wrought.

rel said...

Sue,
I love your ability to tell profound slices of life so succintly with poetry!
rel

Steve Capelin said...

Ouch! How can objects become such crutches? Are they only as powerful as we allow them to become. It didn't seem to worry Fred Astaire too much.

Helen said...

Insightful and very well written ...

Lisa said...

what we first use to help us sometimes can turn on us and control us.

unique point of view from a prompt many are writing about.

Anonymous said...

It's true. We can become too dependent on such things. There is a great deal of comfort in a cane.