(Illustration by Nicoletta Ceccoli)
Garden of Sorrow
The
smile on your face doesn’t fool me
Your
hands flutter like tiny birds as you speak
Your
voice a squeak like a little mouse
Survey
what is before you
You
point to the north
Dark
clouds roll in over the mountain
And
then acknowledge the other directions
And
all that is sacred
You
laugh out loud
It
is as if you are reading the weather report
‘Warning
of tornado in Taos county’
Yet
you are stuck in the garden
Have
taken roots
Rain
drops fall upon you
Leave
dark splatters on your clothes
Pigeons
find shelter in your hair
Someone
everywhere is dying
You
are crying
Planting
tear drops near the wall
17 comments:
The reflection of how we feel in the world around us..Sad but beautiful words..I want to wrap her up in a warm towel and drink hot chocolate together by the fire xo
yike...a manic feel at the end of this...everywhere someone dying...
i rather like the hands like tiny birds....i can feel the anx though...
A mysterious portrait behind your wistful words. A beautiful piece!
Yes, beautiful....
if only that garden could be turned into happiness.....it's sad when raindrops turn into tears....nice lines...
Love that image and your words that go with it. There seems to be a bit of whimsy in both, even though there is sadness,
Elizabeth
I can clearly see the pigeons nesting in the hair being something else.. and tears and rain mingling like that ... strong depiction of madness Annell
Annell, this poem is very moving. I especially appreciate the pigeons in the hair, the dark clouds rolling in over the mountains, and the beautiful poignant title - Garden of Sorrow. Planting teardrops near the wall is so beautiful. Wonderful work, my friend.
"Someone everywhere is dying
You are crying
Planting tear drops near the wall"
Hi there Annell, Love the last three lines here... Very touching... With Best Wishes Scott
I especially like all the concrete images in this. I am trying again to participate in Poets United and enjoyed visiting your blog again.
Lovey write and the title fits beautifully.
Pigeons find shelter in your hair
Someone everywhere is dying
You are crying
Planting tear drops near the wall
The ending jives very well with the title Garden of Sorrow! Sorrowful, yes! Beautiful write annell!
Hank
What a beautiful poem you have penned here Annell.
Excellent!
ZQ
"Someone everywhere is dying"
This line really jolts me. It is powerful.
Wordle Grotesqueries
This is really excellent, especially your closing touch, Annell.
Pamela ox
hey you.
keeping you in my thoughts since your email last week.
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