For dVerse Poetics this week, Lisa asked us to write a poem directed at one of Elisabeth Kübler-Ross’s Five Stages of Grieving. I have dashed this off, for which I apologize in advance. It’s a bright gorgeous day so I did reach for those grief emotions that seem to out of kilter on a day like this.
Sundown Solitude
For days I suppressed --perhaps denied-- lingering in sleep to avoid the seepage of hours yellow-gold promises broken prior to offering Until sundown solitude draped in layers of lightless indigo comfort shroud soporific inducing dreams Where you might live again Sascha Darlington
You need to seriously stop apologizing. I relate to this; know exactly what he/she is going through. I assume you do, too? Maybe with Scout? Or someone else?
Okay. Sorry. 😉 lol I will try. Thank you, Maggie.
Any place where they might live again. Wonderful line Sascha. You’re right, it’s hard to muster darkness when you’re standing in full sunlight. So happy you could join us at the dVerse Poets Pub tonight <3
Thank you so much, Lisa! 🙂
You’re very welcome 🙂
Yes the dreams where the deceased live on, and I love the ‘shroud’ describes so well the grief feelings.
Your poem is gorgeous, heartfelt … real.
Thank you so much, Helen.