The thought struck him like a thunderbolt,
Alone, completely and untterly alone,
With only a rowing boat for company,
How had it come to this?
December 12, 2011
Stuck in the Middle With[out] You
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December 12th, 2011 at 4:42 pm
Hopefully he has a few years left for making amends ………
December 12th, 2011 at 9:47 pm
Interesting take on this week’s prompt…
December 12th, 2011 at 10:18 pm
you know…there are plenty of times i am in that situation…and often i would be happy if there was a row boat…smiles.
December 13th, 2011 at 6:22 am
I’ve seen several takes on this prompt, and it reminds me a bit of Wilson the basketball in Tom Hanks’ film where he’s shipwrecked… or planewrecked!
Well, at least he has a bit of time to consider how life is going for him, as well as how he’ll dig his way out of this situation. It’s quite the metaphor, actually! He’s stuck, and his salvation is unreachable.
Peace, Amy http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/12/12/impromptu-for-marques/
December 13th, 2011 at 11:49 am
Castaway is one rip roaring film. Filled with sadness, but ultimate hope. I think its Hanks best performance to date and he has played some extraordinary roles.
December 13th, 2011 at 6:50 am
hopefully, it will come to ‘not being alone’ sooner than later for him..
December 13th, 2011 at 11:12 am
Was it something he said?
December 13th, 2011 at 4:13 pm
Clear Lake inlet from Galveston Bay inlet from the Gulf of Mexico, was once actually clear, as its name implies. But as long as this writer can remember (more than a half century) the bottom of Clear Lake , which when one has the misfortune to fall into its brackish, waters, finds that bottom squishy, mushy and putrid. Trying to stand up in the shallows is almost impossible, as the muck gives way between the toes up to the knees, even to the hips. Scientists have recently discovered eye-less shrimp in the Gulf. One imagines the Gulf’s bottom seeping up onto the beach from out its bottom, more than half-a-man’s-body-deep with muddy, smelly toxins. Paraphrased from “Sharp Little Pencil”, we now find ourselves stuck in the Gulf of Mexico with any salvation unreachable…
December 13th, 2011 at 6:54 pm
That sounds pretty awful, but not exactly surprising. We read articles like these far too often these days.
A little funny for you.
11 yrs old, middle of winter. Local canal frozen solid. Exposed bank, looked hard as rock, intrepid kid jumps down, up to his knees in what you describe so well. I smelled of that mire for days 😉
December 14th, 2011 at 10:58 am
Cast off because unthinking, maybe – I hope he’ll be forgiven;-)
December 16th, 2011 at 2:04 am
I really liked this, and especially the image of “only a rowing boat for company”.