Split World

by Molly Moore
Gloved hand on neck

Within an evil lurks, pawing at me, tightening its grip

My world is stripped naked, colour consumed by greedy darkness

Outside the colours rage, unaware of this bliss

My delicious split world

Gloved hand on neck


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SassyCat November 23, 2013 - 7:26 pm

The words in your poem spoke to me..especially the first statement. Powerful. I had to giggle at first because my SS photo is a window shot too. Window shots with darkened faces, a similar theme yet representing different emotions & feelings. Love it.
Interpretation, is all I can think of.
Happy SS.

Renee November 23, 2013 - 7:45 pm

Very personal poem. You stated so much without using many words. I enjoyed it.

Scarlett Dubois November 24, 2013 - 1:30 am

It reminds me of a scene from a noir film full of sex, lies, and secrets. I love when you partially desaturate a photo, but this is the best yet. And the green from outside reflecting against his glove is pure photographic perfection. xxx

Cammies on the Floor November 24, 2013 - 4:36 am

I love the contrast of the colors and outside/inside. The best part was that the second take I see the hand around the throat blending perfectly, almost making it that more secretive.

Penny November 24, 2013 - 6:47 am

The composition in this image is gorgeous; I love how the image is split in half, the lines on the window, & the hand gripping you from a corner. It’s balanced and beautiful.

SilverDom November 24, 2013 - 8:16 am

I find this picture amazing. The words add to it, of course. Beautiful.

Ruby Goodnight November 24, 2013 - 9:45 am

To be honest, I didn’t know what I was looking at at first. The outline at the top of your head’s shadow had me thinking it was some sort of “monster” costume – further accentuated by the first line in the poem – and I love that. It’s almost as if I was able to see two pictures – one of this ‘creature’ hiding by the window, then realizing it was in fact you. Extremely well done again, Molly. 🙂

KaziG November 24, 2013 - 11:10 am

Beautifully rendered image, fitting the words perfectly. A true… and delicious… dichotomy 🙂

~Kazi xxx

Marie Rebelle November 24, 2013 - 11:20 am

I love how you always find the perfect words with your beautiful pictures. That makes this post so powerful.

Rebel xox

Stranded November 24, 2013 - 2:02 pm

The drained interior colour juxtaposed over the exterior colours gives this such an eerie feel. Somehow imagine fangs are the next step.


Eva St. James November 24, 2013 - 5:04 pm

Such a great picture! I love something different for Sunday, this is. Thank you.

John November 24, 2013 - 5:23 pm

I recall a certain song called Paint it Black where the lead singer wanted the colourful world to reflect the monochrome nature of his depressive mood.

I see that in this: a bright, unthreatening green world through the window, inaccessible by the darkened figure behind it.,

Breathtaking 😉

O November 24, 2013 - 7:00 pm

Superb words and such an emotive picture. Both words and picture also come across as very dark, making me want to know the entire story.

O x

Clive November 25, 2013 - 3:44 pm

Clever Molly 🙂

fridayam November 27, 2013 - 7:41 pm

As delightful, as thoughtful as ever Molly :0 x


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