This week’s poetry challenge was a photo prompt that I assumed would give us all much food for thought.
Never mind all the song references we couldn’t get rid of (Jim Croce: Time in a Bottle) (Sting: Message in a Bottle), etc.
Then, there was the obvious… a bottle on the beach means trash washed up from the ocean. One man’s trash, another man’s treasure!
I must admit… I didn’t think that photo through, or maybe I over thought it!
For me, the bottle in the sand spoke of forbidden love. Empathically, I felt there was a couple somewhere who communicated through clandestine meetings – writing love letters in their blood, left inside the bottle for their partner to find. I sensed one left the other…
Memories ~ Set Adrift
of illicit love
penned in blood
set adrift on azure seas
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