Imprisoned not by lock and key
nor anchored by a ball and chain
the encumbrance was my mind
I let you in ~ run free
bemused by your eloquent speech
that led me to your arms
until your voice grated
your body abused and chastised mine
melting me with striking hands
burning bruised my skin ~ my thoughts
there was no escape from you
for your apologies I sought
sanctimonious at battles end
I once more cradled in your arms
but I burn still ~ though transfixed
like the wax dripping from the flame
©jmtacken Oct 10 2013
Michael from summerstommy2 and I the other night did a collaboration – tonight we have tried it again, the same picture given. He wrote his version (below) of the picture above and I wrote mine.
I do this with Miriam in Words From Here To There but we haven’t been able to catch up for a while to do this 😦 hopefully we will soon.
Here is Michaels
Shaman
shaman, your talisman,
what cure will you afford
the sick in mind
the ill of body
shaman cast your spell
mend my soul
rid me of demons
cleanse me
Shaman curer of ills
flames burning
Chant your song
Weave me your magic
Shaman take my hand
I am lost in myself
I flounder
Immovable.
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Ramblings From A Mum 
Ohhh I loved both. 🙂 I am such a sook, I only get a little wax on me and I cry like a girl! LMAO
I so don’t see the pleasure in that! Lol Hugs and goodnight, Mumsy! Hugs Paula xxxxx
well we thank you 🙂 No there isn’t meant to be pleasure in it my lovely. Hugs to you and goodnight xx
May I say Michael thank you for the collaboration. I did enjoy your Sharman, how nice it would be if we had one at our beckoned call or perhaps learnt the art. Well done and thanks for participating. 🙂
My pleasure Jenny.
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Another collaboration between Jenny at ‘Ramblings from a mum’ and myself.
ok, crazy picture…i love it though…the first is hard for me….once in finding the abuse and not feeling you could escape…the back and forth between intimacy and pain…its hard to know what to believe in those situations…..
Isn’t it an amazing picture. Yes thankfully this is fiction, but many are out there who stay in this type of relationship, too scared to face the world alone, they would rather put up with the abuse of mental and the physical. Thanks for commenting Bri.
They are both wonderful – such vivid imagery and concepts from the picture you chose to inspire you both. Bravo!! 🙂 🙂
Helen – thank you so much, pictures as music, inspire all us writers and how wonderful that each mind is vastly different in what they visualise. Thank you also for the follow very much appreciated and as I have read a couple of your pieces and have enjoyed will reciprocate 🙂 x
Thank you!! 🙂 🙂
you are most welcome x
sad and haunting.
yes Beth that it is, we were both in little dark moods last night when these came about. Thank you hun xx
I loved them both! The picture — ouch! Taking dripping candles off a birthday cake is painful enough, I don’t know how anyone could coat themselves in wax and stand still for a picture!
I know – we can only hope they have a heat retardant covering underneath all that wax – thank you on behalf of me and him – very kind 🙂 xx
Oh! I am befuddled by the vividness of words here. A brilliant job… the two of you.
Oh HA ‘we’ thank you my friend – how very kind and thoughtful you are – thank you x