Tuesday, December 14, 2021

I Buried Them Like a Coffin


 

Linking with Shay's Word Garden Word List #4 (Laura Nyro)

Come join us and read the post about her amazing life.

Thank you Shay my friend for another amazing prompt!


I saw poems in your eyes

but I buried them like a coffin

for they were piercing like winter

leaving me frozen in mourning

they stoned sinners and religion alike

fearless like firecrackers

that went where they would

but they are words I shall never write

your lip’s silent confession

will remain

holy in the cradle of an empty embrace

captain to a ship that shall never sail

they are as gone as the train that passed at midnight.


18 comments:

  1. There is sorrow in this silence.

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  2. Hey, you snuck in when I wasn't looking! :-)

    Those missed opportunities can haunt a person for a while, imagining what might have been.

    So glad you wrote for the Laura list!

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    1. Thank you Shay! I am glad to be here! I had a project at work so it made me late at joining in.

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    2. You're not late, silly. The prompt stays open thru Friday. ;-)

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    3. Cool...that is true, and it is great having the linky now. 🤩

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  3. A beautiful sad moment you have described here. And that killer first line! I so get it - sometimes people do have poems in their eyes! Lovely, Carrie :-)

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  4. You did a perfect, tight wrap up of the word list. Wonderful! And this: "fearless like firecrackers / that went where they would" is terrific.

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  5. "Gone as the train that passed at midnight.." That is exquisite, and I love how you have used each word to emphasize and evoke your message of a bittersweet something found and lost that can hardly be defined, only felt. One of my favorites of yours, Carrie.

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  6. Carrie, this is amazing! Qbit and I agree on ‘favorite lines’ ~~ this poem begs reading more than once!

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  7. "Poems in your eyes" . . . "piercing like winter": I can't think of better imagery to describe Nyro's music as you have throughout this tribute, leaving us bereft of "the train that passed at midnight." So beautifully and lovingly crafted, Carrie.
    Pax,
    Dora

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    1. Thank you so much Dora for your appreciating and for stopping by!

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  8. Hi Carrie, hope all is well and you have a great new year. Thanks for your visits at my blog, I finally edited the link to your blog so it matches. Love the title of this poem and your great imagery.

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