Scylla and Charybdis

we remain rootedly positioned
between scylla and charybdis*
the chasm that separates us
mythically disproportionate
to your truth, or mine.
clash- two worlds colliding
yours a rock and mine a hard face
your forlorn forced inflections
emanating from the belly of your god.
my belligerent brawling outbursts
clutching tight the hand-
of absolution sure demise.
just once, can’t we beg off?
let hoar fog obscure our fracas
cleanse us both in salt sea brine
cast off weighted chain and anchor
just once, let dead dogs lie??
foundation built of rock, on hard place
just this once- oh mother mine?

Word Count: 99

*The idiom ‘between Scylla and Charybdis’ has come to mean being between two dangers, choosing either of which brings harm.

Written for Carrot Ranch’s 99 word Flash Fiction Prompt Sea Mist and MLMM Saturday Mix Mad About Metaphors


30 thoughts on “Scylla and Charybdis

  1. “between scylla and charybdis*
    “yours a rock and mine a hard face”
    Oh yes, that between ‘a rock and a hard place’ with our parents… I’ve been there.
    I like your poetic quality to the common phrase. I do believe salt air can be cleansing.

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  2. I love the way you used mythological metaphors and allusions (along with the idiom) for this human condition. The imagery is both detailed and elusive at once — I hope that we can all abide by this line: “let hoar fog obscure our fracas/cleanse us both in salt sea brine”. The sea brine as a cleansing instrument is very impactful.

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