"Everyday in every way I’m getting better and better" - Emile Coue
Tuesday, April 30, 2019
in the eye of the storm
fire is gone from your
eyes
you, caught in tangle of fallen
spires
have lost your sparkle, twinkle
and stamina
i don't want to know
more than I need to
Inside, I'm also speared
shell in limbo
i 'm trying to find our ocean,
but the netting is heavy rope
in the flickering candle-
light
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub- Theme is Limbo, by guest blogger M. It is also 55 words, in honor of the late G-Man. Thanks for the visit.
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I like this. It harks back to the Seamus Heaney.
ReplyDeleteThat image of the heavy nets and the lacking of light... I can really see this, and feel it.
ReplyDeleteG-Man would be proud; used to love those 55's. At first I thought this was about Notre Dame, but then I got lost in the sensual and powerful imagery; perhaps the loss of a loved one.
ReplyDeleteA really well written verse Grace... Loved the illusions of aging love ...or lack of it!
ReplyDeleteI like the description of limbo as being inside a net of heavy rope.
ReplyDeleteThis is an excellent expression Grace, of two people caught in the limbo of a stalled relationship. I really enjoyed the read...
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautifully written, and begs to be read aloud. Bravo!
ReplyDeleteI can feel a dichotomy - the wish to be close, the inability to make that happen. The imagery is wonderful - took me from sky to sea in a swooping curve.
ReplyDeleteGrace, thanks again for asking me to guest host.
ReplyDeleteThis is finely woven, and indeed Galen would have loved it. Melancholic but not maudlin, which is no easy task.
Cheers
~M
Limbo relationships! Been there! Those heavy nets trip us up!
ReplyDeleteThis line is such a stunner: "i 'm trying to find our ocean"
ReplyDeleteThe whole piece is fabulous; I would expect nothing less from you. Everything you deliver is so thoughtful and well written.
a fast paced somewhat gritty poem that encapsulates so well a relationship in limbo
ReplyDelete- this line especially clever:
"caught in tangle of fallen
spires
"
I love the title to this Grace- in the eye of the storm, which is usually calm with turmoil surrounding. What an incredible description of aging love.
ReplyDeleteCan be hard to find one's way through sometimes.
ReplyDeleteLovely--and wistful. The whole thing was well-crafted, but I loved the final lines.
ReplyDeleteI love the range of imagery in this poem, Grace, from the ‘tangle of fallen spires’ to the ‘speared shell in limbo… trying to find our ocean’. The juxtaposition of heavy rope and flickering candle-light conveys the feeling of limbo in a relationship so well.
ReplyDeleteClever...trying to find our ocean. Many of us are in the same boat.
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