Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

You, Double

What are words worth
when we wield them as weapons?
We whale on one another,
whisper wicked wishes
We're wretched wrecks
We were wonderful once
Weeks waxed and waned without worry,
warm and willing
Where are we now?
Waiting, weary
Welcoming winter.

submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Open Link Monday


Anonymous said...

that's a phenomenal response to the pen, lolamouse. and, we picked the same title :) ~

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I LOVE "we were wonderful once". Yes, we were. Good one, Lolamouse!

Bekkie Sanchez said...

Loved your Alliteration! I do a lot of them I find them fun and challenging of course! Loved your take. Do you remember me we used to chat when I was doing Bekkie In Wonderland. Just wondered.

Anonymous said...

Smart work! It has the alliterative music carrying forward consistent sense of a Gerard Manley Hopkins poem.

Marcoantonio Arellano (Nene) said...

'...wonderful once'. once wonderful, it can be accessed again. your alliteration was on spot. as Bekkie asked...do you remember me? i still have the collage piece you so kindly sent me. it hangs in my little study.
hope you're well mi amiga

Kerry O'Connor said...

The opening question packs a huge punch, LM. You have achieved an excellent cadence throughout the poem.

Anonymous said...

Profound and the alliteration is brilliant XD

I have a new prompt site if you are interested

Helena said...

Simply wonderful. You rarely disappoint!