AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)

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Monday, February 21, 2011

Blank Hallway


Microfiction Monday #71 ~ where a picture paints 140 characters, or even fewer. Susan says:
Photos will be from my own archives; illustrations are from
Dover Publications' free clipart sample newsletter.
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There was a clinical precision in that hallway
Cleansed of life
Like an erasure
Maybe one of those open doors
Symbolised
A sidetrack
(140 characters)
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22 comments:

Naquillity said...

that photo looks somewhat eerie with all its emptiness. love what you wrote for it though.

you captured that wheelie quite well in the parade below. hope all is well.

Peggy said...

The picture is so cold to me too,
A sidetrack would work out well.
Great take.

Marja said...

A very blank hallway Love the ending that those open doors symbolised a sidetrack

anthonynorth said...

This is excellently deep. Enjoyed it.

gaelikaa said...

Yes I agree.

Namaste to you too!

Madeleine said...

Ooh it is so eerie ;O)

Lisa Ricard Claro said...

A sidetrack would be a good idea. It does look eerie, doesn't it? Good MF.

Kelley said...

Chilling. Hope the sidetrack is fruitful and not just a rabbit trail without purpose or healing!

5thsister said...

having been deliberately sidetracking myself for many years and now, finally, trudging the proper path, I can so relate to this post! Excellent write.

jabblog said...

There is an emptiness which you have captured so well with the slight hope that something better will be found.

Ashling said...

This is a wonderfully different take, sad but with possibilities.

Peggy said...

Nicely written, "erasure" is such a perfect word choice here.
Loved the story.

Peggy said...

I'll have to have a second cup of coffee. I've been here twice and left two commnets!

Monica Manning said...

"...a clinical precision...cleansed of life..." So sad. So wonderful!

Sylvia K said...

"Cleansed of life" are the words that really grab me! Terrific take on the pic of the day, Gemma, as always! Hope you have a lovely week!

Sylvia

Bill ~ {The Old Fart} said...

Another spooky look at the photo. lets hope that one of the doors does lead to a sidetrack and something better.

Susan Fobes said...

Your poem is so very visual ("cleansed of life"-fantastic!)

imaginationlane said...

I love the idea of doors viewed as detours...life does like to do that to our well-laid plans! Great take as always, Gemma..so glad I discovered this meme...

Lynette

Michael G-G said...

I love the idea of a sidetrack, and the sense of possibilities contained therein.

Thanks for the comment on mine. Hope your week is going well.

ruthi said...

nice take on this. you picked the right words to describe the picture.

Margaret said...

...clinical precision ... cleansed of life - Great words.

Nice feel to this - it really does capture the forlornness in this photo.

Karen said...

Nice microfiction! Really like 'clinical percision' and the doors being a sidetracked life. :>

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