Staid
Picturesque.
Chocolate skin.
Man, Woman, Frozen.
Husband, Wife, Family.
Boy, Girl, Pink, Blue.
Still, Family.
And Daddy swings her.
Spins. Twists, lets go.
She soars and propels,
Tumbles into the ocean,
Covered by waves and deceit-
By the haunting laughter.
She can perceive,
See their contented faces.
And the sky and the Earth
Roll together at their horizon.
"But to where is she taken?"
Never crosses a though.
And She, swallowed in by
The salt.
The salt in the sky and the air,
To which she bares her life.
Powerless to inhale.
All is black.
As Death beckons,
She follows.
An instant.
She's face down in her pillow,
Sweat drenched. She stares,
Burns holes into her hanging memory.
So sickening. So heart-wrenching;
So Selfish!
It shouldn't have been
Her brother, so purely aged,
To sink forlorn.
But the photograph confirms memories
-How four became three-
An apparition of impatient fate...
Yet, Picturesque.
Chocolate skin.
Man, Woman.
Frozen.
Boy, Girl, Red, Black.
Staid.
Chocolate skin.
Man, Woman, Frozen.
Husband, Wife, Family.
Boy, Girl, Pink, Blue.
Still, Family.
And Daddy swings her.
Spins. Twists, lets go.
She soars and propels,
Tumbles into the ocean,
Covered by waves and deceit-
By the haunting laughter.
She can perceive,
See their contented faces.
And the sky and the Earth
Roll together at their horizon.
"But to where is she taken?"
Never crosses a though.
And She, swallowed in by
The salt.
The salt in the sky and the air,
To which she bares her life.
Powerless to inhale.
All is black.
As Death beckons,
She follows.
An instant.
She's face down in her pillow,
Sweat drenched. She stares,
Burns holes into her hanging memory.
So sickening. So heart-wrenching;
So Selfish!
It shouldn't have been
Her brother, so purely aged,
To sink forlorn.
But the photograph confirms memories
-How four became three-
An apparition of impatient fate...
Yet, Picturesque.
Chocolate skin.
Man, Woman.
Frozen.
Boy, Girl, Red, Black.
Staid.
♠ ♠ ♠
I wrote this for and English grade. it was based off of a picture, and the challenge was that the picture should be worth a thousand words, so we had to write stories about it. This picture showed a family near an ocean, where the man was swinging the little girl by her arms in a circle around himself while the woman and boy looked on into the ocean. I quite like my story version of it. :)