a slow adulterated love sonnet…
Each week The Sunday Whirl invites writers to write a poem or short prose using some or all of the “Wordle’s” 12 words. This week it is:
Wordle’s words
When Love Loses Its Hold
You were not the first dawn to fill my day;
nor the only river to make me pause;
not the only red cleft plain of clay;
But you were the one who gave me cause.
I watched your stalks grow high upon a field;
And in summer’s heat, I felt the sting of flies;
Yearning to lie down, inside to yield;
I waited for your harvest, waiting wise.
Naked now, I stand in winter’s cold;
Stripped of wants with clarity;
You are the reaper of my world, and truth be told –
There is none other with your parity.
Years have passed on silvered wings, and I am old;
Gone is the love from spring; love’s lost its hold.
Randy Mazie
Wonderful metaphoric poem that created so much atmosphere. Just visited North Dakota family and you really captured the essence of the place and applied it so skillfully.
Thank you.
North Dakota,eh?
The Dakota building in NYC in which John Lennon, among many other celebrities, lived was named The Dakota because it was so far north at that time in Manhattan that it was said that it could have been in The Dakotas.
Randy
Absolutely stunning. Really breathtaking with the evocative images and the deep emotion.
I was feeling it.
Still am.
Randy
What beautiful sadness in the outstanding poem.
Thank you.
I’ve done my job, sadly.
Randy
Love can have a very powerful hold – and it it isn’t always roses and sunshine…i love how you have depicted it here
sometimes it’s guns and roses…
Your skill with metaphor leaves me breathless. A beautiful wordle poem.
why thank you so much…
that means so much to me.
Randy
Your metaphors are heavenly! Totally beautiful poem.
Thank you.
Randy
Metaphorically, the piece is stunning–& I get the sense of wandering in the badlands. You conveyed a lot in short order. I like the lines /stripped of wants with clarity/you are the reaper of my world, & truth be told/there is none other with your parity/.
Glenn,
Thank you for your comment and your sharing of your reaction.
I’m glad it touched you.
Randy
What a lovely sonnet and how splendidly you wrote your metaphors — the result is moving.
Thanks for your nice comment. It is much appreciated.
Randy