Thursday, May 16, 2013

Flash 55 - Promises


you asked to meet me
beneath the blue
branches of the weeping
willow leaves dark
in the shadowed
heart brushing aside
my resolve like widow’s
weeds draped over heaving
shoulders pushing back
down my objections
soaking my breast
with sobs of undying
passion and devotion
promising pleading
until I crack
yet you are not here


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she says begging rather obviously.




24 comments:

  1. whew...lots of emotion in this one...the widow's weeds is a great touch allowing us to see into it as well...and how chilling that last line...

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    1. Weeping willows have always made me think of despair for some reason.

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  2. Loves Lament seems to be the theme of the day.
    This one was very intricate Lady V
    Very intense and powerful
    Loved your beautiful 55
    Two in a Row Ms. Vanessa REALLY tickles my fancy
    Thank you so much for your fantastic support
    Have a Kick Ass Week End....G

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    1. I have noticed several people thinking along the same lines today.

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  3. Awww! I didn't want that ending. But I loved all the imagery you tucked inside every single line.

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  4. Such a grief filled poem. I love the depth in this one.

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    1. Like a woman waiting for her man to come back from the sea.

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  5. This tugs at the heart then kicks you where it hurts with that last line.

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  6. Sounds like every stupid guy I ever made the mistake of giving my heart to! Only you put it much more eloquently than I would.

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    1. There were quite a few of the use and then let loose relationships for me, too.

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  7. This leaves me breathless. It's amazing when read aloud.

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  8. Excellent stream of consciousness style, works really well with the sense of emotions tumbling around, falling out, splashing with acid. Great 55.

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    1. Weeping willow trees always make me sad and I don't know why.

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  9. Here is a familiar kind of longing playing out under the dark willows. Very evocative writing.

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  10. Tragic! Very sad to be left waiting.

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  11. Oh, such longing, hope, then quiet heartbreak. This is beautiful and so sad!

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