Sound of Survival

The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #211
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plaster, chill, rattle, drum, recede, scry,
thread, web, know, sin, cry, creek

Sunday’s Whirligig: #19
http://sundayswhirligig.blogspot.com/

bickering, asleep, floor, hear, breath, soft,
cord, frayed, signal, bed, awake, separate,

skyflower

Sound of Survival

Back then, just the sound
of your voice was enough
to rattle me awake from floor
of past where I’d been sleeping.

Separated me from softly frayed
cord of remembering, lost in loosely
threaded web of knowing what
could never be.

Sin of hope, signal receding,
a bickering breath heard only by heart
that had forgotten its thrumming drum beat
in rocky creek of living alone.

That single sound became cry that tore
me from chilling bed, let me rise again,
finally bringing deepest satisfaction
to be found in true meaning of survival.

Elizabeth Crawford  8/9/15

Notes: This is the result of several different occurrences during the past week. A phone call from a friend that lasted for well over an hour and ended in snorts and howls of raucous laughter.  A live evening concert at the Botanical Gardens during which I heard an oldie but goodie rendition of Gloria Gaynor’s I Will Survive. When I first looked at these two lists of words, it felt a bit like they were coming through fog. Something was there but I just couldn’t quite catch it. Went back to my task of trying to organize years of files. In a folder, I found pages of a journal and a poem I had written seven years ago and then never looked at again. And that was when the words seemed to find their focus, so I wrote it down. I used all but two of the words. The original poem was written to the same friend who had called and celebrates that laughter. The image is a digital painting done by an internet friend, Diddums. She may be found here: https://diddums.wordpress.com/

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20 Responses to Sound of Survival

  1. What a wonder to be able to rekindle the past in laughter with an old friend like that… Also music bring back the best of memories…

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  2. Mary says:

    A call from a friend can definitely brighten one’s day. I like the story of the writing of this poem. Made me think that sometimes we do need the voice of a good friend to help us to rise again, to survive. A friend can be a lifeline sometimes, and perhaps they do not even realize it!

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  3. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    Often a friend is the one who manages to awaken us from our misery and prove that life is worth living. The bond of friendship and love makes the world go around. Beautifully executed 😀

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  4. Jae Rose says:

    Survival is a long process and this fits with your explanation of coming back to this piece..things cannot be clear when we are on the floor..and it takes times to wake up, scream and reclaim ourselves…true friends are golden aren’t they..

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  5. Sumana Roy says:

    love this sudden brightening moment when one wakes up to new found happiness…also love the background story….

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  6. What a joy that call was, and such a change from all those voices asking if you can help with a survey, or try and sell you something!
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  7. I most resonate with “sin of hope, signal receding” and the rocky creek of living alone.” And love the “let me rise again” triumph in the closing stanza. I am forever ruined for the song I Will Survive by the hilarious animated video clip of an alien singing those words and being instantly flattened by a large falling object. LOL. So much like my life. Smiles.

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  8. A lovely way to awake! We all need friends don’t we?

    Rosey Pinkerton’s blog

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  9. annell4 says:

    Life is so full of sunshine and shadows, morning to night, season to season….you did a great job with the words!

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  10. C.C. says:

    This line is powerful and speaks to me: “to rattle me awake from floor
    of past where I’d been sleeping.” That is a cold, hard floor that can be so difficult to awake from!

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  11. magicalmysticalteacher says:

    “Sin of hope” What a jarring juxtaposition of images!

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  12. totomai says:

    Surviving is a challenge. A friend’s call can sometimes push us to continue our quest.

    I am always excited to hear/see an old friend.

    Thanks for the read, Elizabeth

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  13. oldegg says:

    How important it is to have someone to call on or know that they will be there for us whatever. Most of don’t do alone very well at all.

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  14. any and all stimuli, however stimulating, if it reminds us that we are present and alive then life is worth living.

    gracias

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  15. I love it when little stories accompany a poem – mainly because they add so much depth to a piece. You could even make the story part of the poem… and make the reader question if your little note is true or false.

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  16. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade) says:

    Very effective poem, and wow, I loved the back story too.

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  17. glmeisner says:

    The old flame is a strong one, but can change.

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  18. Loved the back story!

    Here is my poem:

    ​stinging the sin

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  19. Cathy says:

    Excellent poem, That last stanza is so powerful. I remember one day being in depress mood and it took Evanescence-Bring Me To Life – to bring me out of it.

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  20. Music and old friends can work wonders. Love this poem.

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