Some things will stay with us to the grave…
Picture It and Write from ermiliablog@wordpress
Write a paragraph of fiction or a poem to accompany the image.
The picture prompt for this week is below:
from ermilia blog
My Dissolute Soul
I rise,
I rise,
I will myself to rise,
But you will not see my face.
There,
I am sitting up,
Centered in this,
my wedding gown,
In this muck.
I am risen,
I am risen,
In spirit I am risen;
Though you will ne’er see my face.
There,
In the muck,
My heart will be,
My head will be
Layered with this earthen mulch
My white dress
Will remain.
The blood-red roses will remain.
And my dissolute soul
Will ne’er let go
Of these tattered, tattered remains
Randy Mazie
The Writer's Village 
Nicely done!
I feel like the shark in that old Hostess commercial… Hey! Where’s the puns?
I like the back-and-forth pattern you created of rising from and being mired in the muck accenting the words themselves.
Your comment and link to the Hostess commercial was the cream in this blog.
It was a perfect foil. It had me laughing. Thanks.
BTW – my favorite writing is not my puns or humor or being obnoxious. My bread and butter are my poems and short pieces or stories.
Randy
Chilling. Sorry it’s taken me so long to catch up on comments.
no problem… I imagine it’s a lot for you.
thanks for what you do….
It can get overwhelming, which is part of why we switch off weeks. I work in retail, so I’m just now catching up from the after Christmas season. Thanks for being understanding.
retail is so taxing having to work all the holidays and the craziness. I don’t envy you.