Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Like the Banyan Tree, she began humbly.
Strong seedling
Until Suckers, uncontrolled, obliterated her withering core
Pushing her inward … Forcing her out …
Indistinguishable now
Amid the tangle of torturous tendrils.
She is gone!
Good one. Perfect for the photo. Torturous tendrils – great job.
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Thank you Stephanie!
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I shivered when I read this. You chose just the right words.
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Thank you – I shivered as well, when I realized where I was going.
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Frightening and creepy. Your use of the tree simile and metaphor is perfect.
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Thank you. I appreciate the appreciation:)
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Wow. Depending on how one reads into this, yours is the female version of mine. Good job. And if I am reading into it correctly I that you were able to convey it without saying it.
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