She was as welcome
As a ray of sunshine…
On a parched desert world
Devoid of life
Atmosphere burned away
By hydrocarbons
She was as wanted
As a downpour…
On the day of the funeral
The mourners soaked
With cold rain
And bitter tears
She was as loved
As an armistice…
On the final day of a war
In which your son
Was the last one
To die
She was as pitch black
As the agony in her broken heart
I pulled the first stanza of this poem straight out of a comment I made yesterday about being a ray of sunshine… the rest of it just sort of fell into place after that. Header Image: Agony and Ecstasy -Paul Lovering
Fantastic! 😊
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome! 😃
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Wow!!
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome!
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Ooh, nicely done. Kinda reminds me of Alanis Morisette’s Isn’t It Ironic.
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Thanks, Vic. That first stanza is almost exactly the words I used in a comment last night. Got me thinking.
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I remember. That’s happened to me before too. lol. Poetic mind.
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Yes! 😃😃
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Way to go, Meg. That’s what I call a raw, raw poem!
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Thank you Roger. Pulling from the dark side!
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We have to recognize our dark side and pay attention to it, otherwise we are never a whole person. We cannot always live in the light. What is drawn from the dark is illuminated by the light, and the light side can be equally darkened. True poetry presents the balance between one and the other so that we reach for the silver lining that we glimpse behind even the darkest clouds.
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Roger even your comment is poetry. I appreciate your perspective. This is probably as low as I can go. It’s all up from here. Don’t worry I’m climbing.
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I do worry on the surface, yet deep down, I don’t. I know you’ll pull though. 3:00 am and a sleepless night. Just the occasion to cut bad poetry.
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Very cool and that image is so sad!
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Thank you, yes I thought that was a great piece of artwork. Perfect for the poem.
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🙂
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Oh, this is straight from the gut, nice work.
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Thank you so much Holly. 🙂
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ABSOLUTELY AMAZING!!! this is really really wonderful Meg!!
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Oh sir Eric! That makes my day! Thank you so much! 💜
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I think I deserve my part credit for this— inspired by a conversation with cakeordeath
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Well I sort of…. no I guess I didn’t. What do you think of it?
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I like it… and I am only joking of course. Black becomes you.
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Good thing. My entire wardrobe consists of black. My entire writing repertoire these days as well. This was the equivalent of one of your nap specials. A 3am slam awake with the idea fully formed poem
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I sent you a quite weighty T.F instalment
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I see it. Will work on it tomorrow, divide appropriately and we’ll have two posts in the queue. One for Sunday maybe?
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Yes that would be good… I am busy tomorrow but I will squeeze it in when convenient for yourself… that’s of course if it is any good
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I’m sure it will be. I’m eager to see where we go next. I’ll have ago tomorrow afternoon. Send by end of day hopefully. Saturday night plans but otherwise…
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Sunday works well, then post the divided part next Saturday
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Yes, perfect
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Grand so… good night there good doctor
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Good night Night Manager xo
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Fabulous
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Thank you so much Rita!
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It really is wonderful, Meg.
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I’m definitely back on track after struggling so I’m really happy you’re enjoying it! ❤️
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Yes, you are!
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LOVE the idea of a pitch black heart, particularly one that has been burned! I can feel similarities to that line in particular and my most recent post https://ruthmercury.wordpress.com/2017/02/04/the-problems-with-fire-video/ would love to know what you think!
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Good morning Meg. You did great work with this poem and hope you are having a sunnier Saturday morning.
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Good morning. Well the sun is out at least. Hope it is for you as well
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nice poem and the Chosen painting as well
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Thank you very much
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hi,
may I have a guest post of my english poetry on your blog please
thanks
AATIF(INDIA)
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Love the water color effect
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It is a really cool painting. The artist’s name is Paul Lovering. Yhank you for commenting.
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Yeah no problem liked the painting.
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