Bleached out happy snaps
in seventies colours
kids in swimsuits a truer red
scanned, seen
heartstrings tugged
another cigarette
an empty glass
thin film of wine grains stuck
picked up,
swished fruitlessly
put down again.
Fingers tremulously tap
delete, tap, delete
finger hovering over
should I?
Wine making bolder
a dark pull from somewhere
a fizzing warning shrivelling on a synapse line
ignored
presses
send.
Love it ... memories + alcohol + 'enter' can be a heart-breaking combination.
Cx
nice use of memories here, rach... top stuff.. i grew up in the 1970's and 1980's - can relate to this a lot xx
You capture the boldness - love these lines...
'a dark pull from somewhere
a fizzing warning shrivelling on a synapse line
ignored'
This is soooo good Rachel.There is nothing more lethal than nostalgia, and this highlights the sadness and loneliness of when love has ended. We may try to recapture it but it rarely happens.
I think you have captured the essence here. I am so enjoying reading everyones take on this new theme!
Cate xx
I like this a lot. We've all been there - a glass of wine is lethal - you always end up sending. Perhaps that's why we drink... we'd never do half the things we do it we really thought about it.
I've also been looking through old photos recently and they do make the past look ever so rosy. I think you have captured this beautifully. x
Great Rach - that email "shall I send it -DARE I send it" thrill, well captured! Also like the way you've chosen to illustrate the title. Biting bullets hasn't inspired me at all! xx
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Tom
Fri 1st Oct 2010 15:30
Love this one Rachel, great work. Know that dreaded combination all too well. Many bullets I wish I'd never biten.