Standing

I take a stand
in a sea of chairs.

I will not waver.
I won’t sit down.

Their ghostly
voices lose
their impact
the longer they
remain empty.

Google Images:  Photographer Unknown

My entry for Magpie Tales, Mag 91:  http://magpietales.blogspot.com/

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  1. Nice work…avoiding the lure of the unseen

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  2. i loved the ‘ghostly voices’ image……xx

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  3. Excellent!

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  4. Androgoth

     /  November 13, 2011

    A nice compliment for such an eerie
    photograph, and yes I did enjoy this one 🙂

    Androgoth XXx

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  5. Whoa . . . this gave me a little shiver!

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  6. Well said. Don’t let those chairs sway you!

    =)

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  7. Well-written, Gayle. It made me stop to think about those chairs and who might have occupied them before. I suppose it’s true, about the “ghostly voices” fading over time…and yet, I can picture my grandmother in crystal clear technicolor when I see her favorite chair…perhaps it has something to do with the memories attached as to how much the voices fade? 🙂

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    • Thank you, Corina. I think you’re right about how deeply attached the memories may be as to whether or not the voices fade. Your grandmother must have made an indelible impression on you for you to be able to picture her so crystal clearly.

      Thanks for sharing that. 🙂

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  8. That’s firm resolve, you have there… 🙂

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  9. i love the way you went with this – it feels PERFECT

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  10. What an ending! Perfect!

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  11. Tino

     /  November 14, 2011

    “I take a stand
    in a sea of chairs.”

    Exceptional is that.

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  12. Especially like the end…it’s comforting and sad all at once. How empty is that??!! Wonderfully expressed!
    Rick

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    • Thank you, Rick. Yes, it can be comforting or sad–depending on your relationship with whomever had sat in those chairs. Makes perfect sense to me. 🙂
      Gayle

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  13. Old Ollie

     /  November 14, 2011

    love the tone of this piece

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  14. keep standing, too many sit and settle…smiles.

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  15. Wonderfully well written! It speaks so beautifully to ’empty’ chairs.

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  16. a strong voice in this, well done!

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  17. Fascinating piece. Taking a stand in a sea of chairs… That could mean so much in today’s world.

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  18. I love the first line. My Magpie this week is Goldilocks

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  19. This is beatiful and can be read a few different ways – I always love that in a poem. It’s interesting though that many of think of the chair that someone we loved favored and how it sits empty now that they’re gone. Well done.

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    • I like that too–when writings are up to different interpretations.

      In later years, I think many older folks tend to spend a lot of their time in a favored chair–it’s easy to think of them when you see that chair after they’ve passed on.

      Thanks, Jamie.

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  20. wow! what a poem prompted from a tough picture. loved the way you played with the prompt.

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  21. im following! love your haunting words, so lulling and captivating, leaving much to ponder and i like that!

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  22. amazing.

    😉

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  23. Thanks so much. 😉

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