Hell

A muted sun shone in prismatic beams
refracting on the mist here and there with
excruciating colours

(how had he never noticed them before?)

The boat was so close and yet

…so far.

Was the tide coming in
or was it going out?
Maybe he would never know as
the sand about him shifted
with collective shudder.

He’d thought all of his
money had put him on the
shores of Heaven
but now…

Now he’d give it all
for legs to crawl and
arms and hands with
which to lift him up.

He strangled another sob
lest it sink him
deeper into this

His own private beach and
now a bought and paid for

Hell.

~*~

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This picture from Magpie Tales seemed to speak to me about all of the ‘Occupy’ this and that.

Shared with Magpie Tales #95

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Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

15 thoughts on “Hell”

  1. Shiftedhim with a collective shudder – that made me shudder. This does sound like hell indeed and how sad that his own greed put him there.

  2. A sudden realization life’s greatly threatened in many ways. Sadly we bring it on upon ourselves! Excellent verse!

    Hank

  3. Sometimes, you can pay the ferryman all the money in the world, it doesn’t mean you will reach the other side though!

    I completely loved this, a real gem of a piece!

  4. the writing is wonderful, the topic is suffocating and scarey.

    this has nothing to do with the poem but in south louisiana people have died jumping out of boats and sinking waist deep into gumbo mud and unable to get out and drown. horrible thoughts this has evoked because its so true.

  5. After seeing it on a few blogs participating this prompt, I had thought that the picture is a bit of a horror scene.

    Poem seems to be telling a parable of a man who thinks that he’s building towards a dream or a way out but instead he finds himself swallowed and trapped. Awesome write.

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