Before I present tonight’s contribution to the dVerse prompt, I just want to state that this poem is fiction. I know a lot of poets write from their own lives, but as a fiction writer who desires to be a poet, a lot of my poetry involving people is made up. I don’t think the emotions are or the experiences, but they aren’t mine. Thank you. 🙂
Also, I half read the instruction so I wrote the poem, went back and read the instructions again, because lately my brain is a sieve, and I probably could have done a better job with the prompt. 🙁
Strong
They say: absence
makes the heart
grow free
but they also say
actions speak
without hesitation.
So when you leave
your face mottled
anger spilling,
staining
like dry red wine
time ticking,
echoing
I curl, balled in the corner
a lost mourner
at my own funeral
waiting for my heart
to miss you.
Fear cowers, time empowers
words don’t matter
heart in tatters.
I pack the truck
to overflowing
shift gears knowing
my heart seeds weeds
my actions speak proudly
un-
fragile.
Sascha Darlington
Like your style
Thank you so much! 🙂
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this was a story in itself Sascha. I enjoyed picking off the adages you weaved in. brain is a sieve…LOL!
I hope the brain-sieve never happens to you, Gina.
Thank you so much! 🙂
Well done – the adages are nicely twisted.
Thank you, VJ. 🙂
You are welcome.
I like these two lines about actions: “actions speak
without hesitation”
Thank you, Frank. 🙂
Poetry can be fictional. Idk why people assume it must be true. Then again, I’ve known those who insist my romance novel characters have to be based on myself. 🙄
Yes. I’ve had comments treating my work as though it is non-fiction, and while I appreciate the comments and that someone took the time, my life is ever-so-boring, nothing like what I write about. 🙂
Thank you! 🙂
A very impressive piece of work, Sascha, and for me, it builds on itself with the image layers to a great finale. Also, irrelevantly, for me, poetry is where you can tell the absolute truth about yourself without anyone knowing.
meaning that you’re always spacing out with different ladies in different galaxies? And on Australian beaches with wood ducks and coffee with a pinot grigio thrown in intermittently? 😉
Thank you, Steve!
Not exactly, Sascha. And by that I mean not at all. Sometimes I play The Only Ones “Another Girl, Another Planet” though. My pleasure.
I like this story… of sorrow and recovery (hopefully)… every journey involves parting
I think you’re right…and growth.
Thanks, Bjorn! 🙂
SMiles
i suPPose
That is Why i Dance
no Adages
but
Do JusT LiVE
iN VicToRY PreSeNT LoVE
Step
by
Step DancE NoW..:)
and dance
like no one is watching
Yes!
Thanks!..:)
Marvelously written! You do an excellent job of that ‘show, don’t tell’ part of fiction writing and your take on the prompt is perfect. Love it!
thank you, Jilly. I very much appreciate your comment! 🙂
Well done, Sasha.
“I curl, balled in the corner” – love it!
Thank you so much!
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Thank you so much, Reena! 🙂
A complete story within this one! Really enjoyed this one!
Thanks, Lilian! 🙂