A Fractured Verse For A Fractured Heart
By Bradene
Mon, 02 Mar 2009
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It is here,
Spring;
that longed for time,
yet this year:
Nothing.
The heart lies quiet,
old,
hardly stirring,
Waxing cold.
Unloved,
feeling no joy for
hearing
birdsong at dawn;
fearing
the chore of another day
to journey alone once more.
Unneeded,
nights stretch black and bleak
in loneliness and
a day seems like a week.
Oh to experience the feeling of
Spring;
to feel the blood stir,
the heart lift, the pulses race
at the sight of a certain face
and the echo of a song
you long to sing.
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Poignant, I particularly
Poignant, I particularly liked the last verse.
anipani
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'Unneeded, nights stretch
'Unneeded,
nights stretch black and bleak
in loneliness'
Love this, it's chillingly true...
I think you need different punctuation in the first stanza - a comma between 'time' and 'yet', then change the comma between 'year' and 'Nothing' to a colon.
J x
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Val, the feeling of
Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Val, the feeling of melancholy that you evoke with this beautifully wistful poem is overwhelming.
And as Jennifer says, 'chillingly true'.
A much savoured read. Thank you:-)
Tina xx
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Lovely write! Sentiment
Permalink Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Lovely write! Sentiment beautifully captured in the last stanza. Thank you!
Chris
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This is so beautiful Val,
Permalink Submitted by MistakenMagic on
This is so beautiful Val, nice to have you back ;)
'Oh to experience the feeling of
Spring;
to feel the blood stir,
the heart lift, the pulses race
at the sight of a certain face
and the echo of a song
you long to sing.'
The final stanza was haunting. Brilliant!
Magic xxx
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