Ermilia’s Picture it & write (From the archives: Sunday 20th November 2011)
Once again, here is my offering to ‘Picture it & write’ hosted by Ermilia (Ermisenda and Eliabeth) who invite others to join them by writing a fictional story or poem to accompany an image presented on their blog.
There it sat, reminding me of those days.
It had been a bleak October day. Nothing was worse than a gloomy October day. Well nothing, that is, than a broken heart, coupled with broken memories.
The music played on and on. We swirled and glided across the dance floor, enraptured by the intensity of the music, and our love.
We were but babes in a world of magic. Our dreams were coming true.
We had made plans to be forever together; amidst the darker shade of the torment surrounding us. Together, we knew we could fly above the pain, above the anguish of the darkness that kept us safe from prying eyes.
The war raged, and the music swirled. The death and destruction bore down its evil amidst the ruins outside. Yet here, safe in our romance we thrilled, and stole kisses and passion; and we danced. Oh, how we danced.
And then he was gone. His troops were leaving at dawn.
The long empty years bore no resemblance to the music of those memories. Those stolen memories of love; encased within the music of the dance.
Absolutely fabulous! What a gripping/sexy piece this is, dear Carolyn!
Ooh, Resa, I like that – “gripping/sexy piece”… 😉
Thank You, sweet one… xoxoxo
this is beautiful. sad but very beautiful carolyn.
Thank You, Sharmishtha…
Yes, very sad. I’m sure it happens to many… 😦
army men sacrifice so much. mostly their love life changes forever.
Very nicely done!
Thank You, Joe. This piece ‘screamed’ at me…!
Beautiful work; you have a true gift, my friend.
Thank You, my dear Hook. I appreciate your words, immensely… 🙂
Very nice. You allowed me to be there. Thanks.
Now, that’s a great compliment, Wally. Thank you very much.. 🙂
Very nice, Carolyn. I really liked the music of broken memories you created with the line at the beginning and the line at the ened. There were a lot of contributions for this picture. I think it “screamed” at a few of us. 🙂
Thank You, Anne. ‘Scream’ it did…!
Some pics can evoke emotions without trying, so to speak. This was/is certainly one of those…. 😉
Aww that’s a beautiful piece of writing! Looking back on memories, and not just looking but living these memories…confusing the past with the present… great!
Thank You, sweet evil nymph… I’m looking forward to reading yours… 🙂
This makes me feel the emptiness of loss, Carolyn, it’s so sad. Really well written. You captured a heartbreaking moment that she was clinging to.
Thank You, Yaz…. Yes, I think we can all relate to loss; it is indeed very sad…
Very interesting post!!!! By the way, I have nominated you for the Liebster award, more details here: http://malinkasstudio.wordpress.com/2012/10/09/liebster-award/
Thank You Malinka, that’s awfully sweet of you. I’d love to accept…. 🙂
I nominated your blog for the new Reality Blog Award! Congratulations! This is a “no rules Award” and you can find the details here at http://ivonprefontaine.wordpress.com/2012/10/10/reality-blog-award/. Decide what you would like to do based on time and other considerations as there are no rules.
Thank You, Ivon; I’d be delighted to accept. I feel very privileged, and honoured… 🙂
Beautiful but so sad. I can just picture the event and the piano, now sitting in an empty lounge, covered in dust.
The image is so fitting; yes, very sad. Thank You so much…
I’ve nominated you for Reality Blog Award.I would be honored if you accept it.
My goodness, Cristi…! Congratulations to you, and Thank You, I’d be delighted… 🙂
The music I heard in my mind while reading this was a nocturne played on a busted-up saloon piano.
I am impressed that you ‘heard music’, regardless of the style…! 🙂
It certainly is a fitting image/sound though, for this piece… Lovely… 🙂
Whoa! Good thing I always carry a box of tissues with me at all times– one never knows, boo-hoo… : (
I had a similar experience once, gazing at a broken ukulele. Of course the poignancy was somewhat diminished because I distinctly heard Tiny Tim singing Tiptoe Thru The Tulips. Ah, well… : P
Nice work, Carolyn!! : )
If you press ‘here’ a box of tissues will jump out onto your desk… (should you run out (of tissues; not the door!)).
Thank You, Mark… I really appreciate it.. 🙂
no new post?
Haven’t been inspired as yet! Perhaps later today. I have had a request for a Monarch Butterfly. Hopefully, inspiration will come… 😉
Very romantic, Carolyn!
There’s a romantic tucked away inside all of us, I think, Rose. Soft and gentle, really does exist…!
Beautiful photo and beautiful words xxxx
Yes, I agree with you. The photo comes from ‘ermilias’ blog; (the link is above).
It has so many interesting possibilities, doesn’t it…?
Thank You so much for that lovely compliment, too…. 🙂
What jogs our memories. Music always seems to do this for us. Enjoyed reading.
It sure does that to me, Kim… I can generally remember people and places by the music of that time; it’s true… 😉
Beautifully done. In the moment; strong and tender…and hot.
Oooh, strong, tender and hot… That’s got to be one of the best compliments I’ve had, Marylin… Thank You…. 🙂
Excellent ,l liked it a lot.Have a beautiful day .Thank you for keeping in touch ,l appreciate that.Jalal
Thank You, Jalal…. very much..
It is my pleasure to visit with you….!