Poor Pickled Me
The lid’s ajar
and happily I climbed inside
the ways things are,
I only went to hide.
Now it’s too late
I stayed too long and can’t get out.
I sealed my fate
because my life was filled with doubt.
This briny sea
is where I watch the world go by
poor pickled me
it really does no good to cry.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2016
Linked with Imaginary Garden Of Real Toads.
Capricious Poet 
The image of being pickled is a little bit like Plath’s bell jar… A sad place to be.
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Indeed Bjorn. We all get ourselves into situations that we can’t escape at times.
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I have spent some time in brine. Creative way of expressing where we allow ourselves to be trapped.
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Yes and once immersed it really does no good to cry about it Susie we just have to get on with it.
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I don’t know why but your poem, with picture, reminded me of the song, “Time in a Bottle.”
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I can see it Jim, we all spend time in that bottle. Thanks for reading my poem.
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People can become “pickled” … what a great thought.
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Thank you Margaret! In this case the image prompted me to write it.
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Clever. I feel like this could be used as an allusion to alcoholism because of the old fashioned expression of “getting pickled” when getting drunk.
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I never even thought of that but so true Rommy! Thank you!
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You have a fabulous site! Even though I am Award Free, I couldn’t resist this award and recognizing your creativity. I mentioned your site in my blog. You are not obligated to pass on the award http://amanpan.com/2016/02/09/creativity-is-contagious/
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Wow! I am happy to accept and left a comment on your wonderful blog. I’m out of town and posted a new poem today so I just saw your comment. Thanks so much I need all the help I can get bringing people to my work. Hugs!
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This is unique … loved it … wonder how the view from the pickle jar would be 😉
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It would certainly be unusual wouldn’t it? Thanks for your comment!
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This is beautiful. How the words just flow with so much ease ad fluidity. Well crafted too. Oh my. :’)
Here’s hoping you’ll visit my blog too at https://thewhimsicalandwanderingsoul.wordpress.com/
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Thanks for your comment for some reason it went into spam. Probably the link did it. Glad you liked it! If you write poetry join my group on Facebook and write with me every week on Muse Monday.
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I loved this so much I can’t even.
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Wow! Thank you so much C.S. your comment made my evening!
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