For visually challenged writers, theimage shows a calm seascape in half-light, with a pathway of stone leading through the waters towards the horizon.
It had always confounded him, the causeway stretched out before him standing proud leading out to sea and yet going nowhere. Just like him going nowhere.
Alone he stands on the beach
He’s come this far from all he has known
All goals and hopes smashed and out of reach
He has lost all, job, family, love and home.
The bottle’s content is his only friend
He’s cold and tired, no life he has lost all hope,
The sun sets another empty day comes to an end
Water laps his feet, tears burn his eyes he cannot cope.
Emptiness eats his soul the pain is deep like a cancer
He knows he had it all and lost it, his fault only
He was young and reckless and a bright romancer
Squandered days and nights,drink and drugs left him lonely
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Back in 2010 I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust. I will of been married 53yrs this comming year. I have found different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light.
My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and be as strong as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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32 thoughts on “Sue Vincent’s #writephoto: Causeway.”
Yes I find it so very sad, why does it happen. I feel pain when I think of them. The situation we are in now is very dangerous for the young and vunerable. They don’t need to be homeless or jobless, they just are lonely and alone, with nothing to distract them … 💜
The damage from this particular situation is far-reaching and I have to wonder whether, long term, the protection this isolation is providing for the vulnerable will not be outweighed by the damage done to the mental, physical and emotional health of entire populations.
I agree Sue , even those who are not alone are suffering too. 💜
A haunting story that feels all too real. People underestimate the power of addiction, but recovery is possible. Hope hangs on the horizon. My prayer is that the wind and waves will bring hope to those who need it and they will discover they are not alone,
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So sad and moving story.
It is a sad one but it happens 😀
Yes, that’s true
Thank you for reading 💜❤️💕
My pleasure 😇
Heartbreaking ❤️
Yes and sadly it happens people loose their way.💜
A tragedy so many youngsters suffer, finding themselves old before they have lived.
Yes I find it so very sad, why does it happen. I feel pain when I think of them. The situation we are in now is very dangerous for the young and vunerable. They don’t need to be homeless or jobless, they just are lonely and alone, with nothing to distract them … 💜
The damage from this particular situation is far-reaching and I have to wonder whether, long term, the protection this isolation is providing for the vulnerable will not be outweighed by the damage done to the mental, physical and emotional health of entire populations.
I agree Sue , even those who are not alone are suffering too. 💜
Now that’s rather touching… well done
Thank you Geoff, it a sad fact of modern life. This self isolation and social distancing just aggregates loneliness.
Oh, Sis. How sad 😢
Yes it is sad, and it happens 💜
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A haunting story that feels all too real. People underestimate the power of addiction, but recovery is possible. Hope hangs on the horizon. My prayer is that the wind and waves will bring hope to those who need it and they will discover they are not alone,
Those are beautiful thoughts and I am with you on hoping that all addicts can get help 💜
A sad story, to be sure. 😦
Oh! It hurts to think of those lost souls out there 💔
Agreed.
A sad end indeed !! 😦 I loved the strength of emotions portrayed 🙂
Thank you , it’s a beautiful photo but it emminates a sadness to me 💜
hmmm 😦 every picture says different stories !!
Yes indeed they do 💜
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Thank you Sue 💜
A very intense and emotional poem, Willow.
Thank you Robbie 💜