This week let’s write a lament. With the current pandemic, I think we’re all grieving something, whether it’s a loved one or just the loss of what we considered normal life. Of course, laments have been written for millennia, we don’t need a virus to feel loss.
Post your lamentation in the comments below.
Sorrow’s Whisper
My fingers tapping lines into your anxious heart.
They send music notes for the wren to sing by your front porch.
“Little birdy what story are you trying to tell me?”
You are slightly amused by its uninvited company.
If the wren could ever speak a human dialect,
it would surely whisper on your shoulder,
“A lover’s lament across the great dividing oceans.”
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You had me in that very first line and a wren! This is lovely.
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I love wren too
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Lovely!
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For we had time and no love
Tears with bulgy eyes too filled
For our faces were ravaged
This is not for the state we are now
But the losses we have had
To each a father, mother or brother
Now we have to learn to live alone
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Excellent work! Thanks for sharing.
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You’re welcome
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Powerful words!
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Thank you
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placing her hands over her face
she feels ashamed
unaware all the same
such ecstasy is unreal
when remorse
when pain is evident
yet
there she is
reclined in the pose of splendor
yet no grass
nothing more
than the softness of dawn
and the awareness of
ecstasy
and she is ashamed
unknowing
she has reclaimed her life
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Love the “reclined in the pose of splendor” line!
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Thank you! I had fun with it.
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It reads smoothly.
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Thank you!
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