Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Emergence
Cloyingly clinging to a single shred of salvation
Resisting the impulse to relinquish my tenuous hold on reality
Undaunted, crude, I struggle – as a projectile – against the swirling maelstrom
Defiant, as trembling shudderings nearly
Engulf; yet hope seeps upward, inward to my soul.
Written in response to Trifecta Challenge:
CRUDE 1: existing in a natural state and unaltered by cooking or processing 2 archaic : unripe, immature 3: marked by the primitive, gross, or elemental or by uncultivated simplicity or vulgarity 4: rough or inexpert in plan or execution 5: lacking a covering, glossing, or concealing element :obvious 6: tabulated without being broken down into classes – See more at: http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/#sthash.VrfLAA91.dpuf
25 Comments on “Emergence”
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Opal Reflections 
Love the form!
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It’s a different kind of challenge. At frost, I felt constrained by te form, until I realized that focus is the other side of that coin! Thanks for the feedback, Bryan.
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I too like the hope here and you’ve created mystery as to what the struggle is about. Nice one.
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I’ve seen loved ones go through various personal struggles, physical and emotional-hence my attempt to describe how they made it through. Thank you for reading and understanding.
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Love your use of crude. I can relate. I can relate to all of it. Hope is better, yes.
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Most definitely!
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Very powerful and emotional! I like the imagery, especially the ‘swirling maelstrom’.
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Thank you
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Beautiful writing!
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Thank you very much.
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Cool acrostics – something still remaining for me to do 🙂
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Try it…you’ll like it! And I suspect you’d be great at it😊
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This is a different view of salvation, without the verbal abuse the church is so fond of.
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It can be so hard to find hope sometimes in that swirling maelstrom–so glad it shone through.
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Like the silver lining of a storm cloud…thank you.
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yay for acrostics (: Love what you did here!
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Thanks, Draugh…it is a fun poetic form to play with.
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Nice use of the prompt. She made it through to the other side. I like the phrase swirling maelstrom, and the hope at the end. Very nice.
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Thank you, Steph.
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I do like the emergence of hope by the end. Hope can get us through the toughest of times 🙂
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Thanks, Janna. As I was writing, I kept fighting the impulse to take it in a darker direction. But hope, won out.
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As acrostics go, this was richly expressed. Well done.
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Thanks. Using this form adds a layer of complexity to the creative process. Thank you for your feedback, Tom.
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Great view. Looks like a pencil color sketch.
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Thank you…picture taken after a storm from hilltop village of Eze, in Provence. I was trying to find something in my photos that would be evocative of having survived a storm. Thanks for stopping by!
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