draw tight the blinds against the light
no illumination needed
to sit alone
in mournful desolation
I listen as the leaves unfurl
to flutter in the breeze
sounds echo murmurs of despair
residing in my heart
© by Karen
Written for Ella's Edge @imaginary garden with real toads
An exercise in writing from the inside out.
An exercise in writing from the inside out.
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Beautifully done!
ReplyDeleteWell expressed...with depth of feeling VERY evident.
ReplyDelete"draw tight the blinds against the light" ... I really like the sound in this, as well as the imagery and symbolism.
ReplyDeleteSometimes it feels good to lie down in mourning, let it drown you for a while before you fight back.
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I agree with Mary. There's something about the first line, a lilting rhythm that sounds familiar, somehow comforting, to me, despite the pain expressed in the lines that follow. A very good write.
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Wow, so much is seen in your words!
ReplyDeletePrivate and so much sight at the same time! I'm in awe~ Well Done
You have captured the emotions well....."draw tight the blinds against the light...."
ReplyDeleteI hope this doesn't mean you had a sad day... but it is such a beautiful poem, Karen. Cheers.
ReplyDeleteI do think, however, that what one needs to do is OPEN the blinds.
ReplyDeleteAn incredible write. So few words, yet what is said packs a wallop! Well done!
ReplyDeleteExcellent! I like your experimenting with an alternate form.
ReplyDeleteI agree with That Someone!
ReplyDeletePowerful and so, so sad. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThe outer world often seems to reflect the inner--and the metaphor of shutting out the light is very effective.
ReplyDeletewell done - a nice unfoldment of sorrow... "no illumination needed"
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"I listen as the leaves unfurl
to flutter in the breeze"
yes, really nice
Shutting out the light...to not want anything but the darkness to reflect the pain within...a beautiful but sad poem
ReplyDeletedeep and touching words hon, but not a good place to linger for too long, let the light in *hugggggggs*
ReplyDeleteUghhhh...how hard it is sometimes to fight back to that light. Great take on the challenge, dismal and deep and well written.
ReplyDeleteYour poem sure hits home. Im feeling that mournful desolation.
ReplyDeleteSad and lovely.
ReplyDeleteSimple and yet, profound. Beautifully penned.
ReplyDeleteSad and lovely, indeed.
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