Dragonfly: Any of various large insects of the order Odonata or suborder Anisoptera, having a long slender body and two pairs of narrow, net-veined wings that are usually held outstretched while the insect is at rest. Also called regionally darner, darning needle, mosquito fly, mosquito hawk, needle, skeeter hawk.
Poetry: The art or work of a poet.
Prolixity: Excessive wordiness in speech or writing; longwindedness
I whisper to myself As if In this empty room Someone else might Overhear Would that you were here Maybe then This pain wouldn't Tear at me so But you are not Even though I wish it with all of me Even though I have need of you These flowers are of cold comfort Offering slim solace In their silence
Chris
Thank you for your kind words, and thank you for sharing this piece which sparked another verse from me :-)
marion, the (somewhat) dissociation between the first two lines, maybe three, four lines! is brilliant to me. and then the bringing to earth in the tangible folds of the robe. i think this is quite a good poem. there is great strength in it, the strength reflecting in equal measure her pain.))
One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul and yet no one ever come to sit by it. Passers-by see only a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on the way. ~Vincent Van Gogh~ Pull up a chair...
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A touch of bitter beauty filters through these reflective thoughts. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteLovely - painting and poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Gemma...what a beautiful name you have. I appreciate you stopping by. xo
ReplyDeleteJonathan, thank you. I appreciate you! xo
Even though
ReplyDeleteI whisper to myself
As if
In this empty room
Someone else might
Overhear
Would that you were here
Maybe then
This pain wouldn't
Tear at me so
But you are not
Even though
I wish it with all of me
Even though
I have need of you
These flowers are of cold comfort
Offering slim solace
In their silence
Chris
Thank you for your kind words, and thank you for sharing this piece which sparked another verse from me :-)
perfectly succinct story poem.
ReplyDeletewoow, its beautiful
ReplyDeletewhoa! that is too beautiful, somber yet lovely
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful, Marion.
ReplyDeleteExcellent response to the prompt.
ReplyDeletesweet ...beautiful words!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful secrets I'm sure. Delightful.
ReplyDeleteLove...
ReplyDeleteThat is so hauntingly beautiful.
ReplyDeletexo
marion, the (somewhat) dissociation between the first two lines, maybe three, four lines! is brilliant to me. and then the bringing to earth in the tangible folds of the robe. i think this is quite a good poem. there is great strength in it, the strength reflecting in equal measure her pain.))
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