In the middle of the night, like a thief,
fear came with a bending sickle
and so here lie
the untold stories,
unwritten poems,
unsung songs,
unfulfilled dreams , and
unrealized greatness
an immeasurable wealth buried six feet beneath.
© 2016 Maria. All Rights Reserved.
In response to Shapeshifting 13 #75 KICKOFF: GHOUL FESTIVAL! and Poets United Midweek Motif: Wealth
Visual Prompt: “Garden of Death” by Hugo Simberg; 1896; Watercolor and gouache
Audio Prompt: “Piano Sonata No 2 in B Flat Minor, Movement 3 (The Funeral March)” by Frederic Chopin
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October 13, 2016 at 5:39 pm
oooooh. yes. so will we wait until we’re buried? we won’t. we’ll write until we’re not in it!
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October 13, 2016 at 6:45 pm
Ooh this is deliciously dark and enticing ❤️ I can visualize the buried wealth underneath.. makes me want to know more! ❤️
Lots of love,
Sanaa
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October 13, 2016 at 7:31 pm
The depth, below, buried are our sins. great stuff, loved the eerie feel, in so little a space, you created darkness.
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October 13, 2016 at 7:51 pm
Even though buried i think the richest of wealth lay there..
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October 13, 2016 at 8:51 pm
Oh! Unique and wonderful. Bravo! I remember a line from Laurie Anderson about it being like a whole library burning down when her father died.
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October 13, 2016 at 9:05 pm
And thanks for the funeral march! It has been a long time since I listened to it all the way through.
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October 13, 2016 at 9:34 pm
Death comes for us all and takes what is most important to us. What could have been. Good one!
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October 13, 2016 at 10:26 pm
Great poem!!
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October 13, 2016 at 11:11 pm
Loved it.
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October 14, 2016 at 1:42 am
Whew, this one packs a punch! Sad really, but well stated.
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October 14, 2016 at 2:06 am
“un” can certainly undo potential wealth!
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October 14, 2016 at 3:38 am
This poem has great impact. SO well done!!!!!!!
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October 14, 2016 at 5:20 am
That is so cleverly written and so true Fear keeps us back from greatness
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October 15, 2016 at 12:57 am
Brilliant Maria! That’s why we should live each day to the fullest and why we should never put off important things we could do today. Very good.
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October 15, 2016 at 12:58 am
Maria, I forgot to ask you––why don’t you have a Twitter share button?
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October 15, 2016 at 3:12 am
Ok so I’ll write in my second language and try to embrace the poetic mysticism which encloses secrets and mystery. Nothing can be left to chance or luck, there are no such things, but I, me myself are the ones who will open my own buried treasure and show what can not be seen or understood. (Nigri Drakós)
Love your secrets…
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October 15, 2016 at 1:58 pm
An excellent poem Maria. Wouldn’t it be great if we had the ability to read secrets taken to the grave, There would be enough writing material to last an eternity.
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October 16, 2016 at 11:22 am
That is something to think about. The wealth of ideas and creativity that due with a person. Treasures but not in the traditional sense. I guess you really do leave it all behind in death.
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October 18, 2016 at 5:57 am
Such an eerie and a dark feel tone of your poetry.
Buried the wealthy, buried their sins. wow!!
You punched every line perfectly. 🙂
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October 24, 2016 at 12:20 pm
So much to think about. Maria. 🙂
Sadly, my reader does not populate your posts anymore. 😦
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October 25, 2016 at 7:49 am
Awwee I thank you si dearly, Asha. 💝 Real life has been busy lately. I hope you’re doing great yourself? Have a lovely day. 😘
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October 25, 2016 at 2:09 pm
I’ve been all right. And thank you for checking on me. You’re a star. Maria. 🙂
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October 25, 2016 at 9:25 pm
Awwee… you’re so sweet! 😘 Thank you. Glad to know you’re doing all right. Holiday’s just around the corner. I wish you a lot of fun. 😊💋
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October 26, 2016 at 12:27 pm
And all the more to you! ❤
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October 25, 2016 at 7:34 am
Hello everyone! Thank you all for taking the time to read and for leaving your kind comments. My apologies I haven’t been around on most days. Life happens (thankfully, for the greater good). Will be hopping onto your sites in a while. Enjoy the day! Kisses 😘
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October 25, 2016 at 5:36 pm
It is agonizingly brilliant ..
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October 26, 2016 at 11:17 am
Aww… thank you, Mich. Sorry for the agonizing part..
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October 26, 2016 at 11:35 am
Its fine…lol
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November 9, 2016 at 5:10 pm
Artists and creative minds do indeed have their own equivalent to ‘mess with the best, die like the rest’. Savior and friend ain’t the worst manifestations our own Death may come true by… And yes, a kind of prayer for the neglected artists and ignored muses IS due manifold.
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