and Dido's Lament by Purcell
in a matter of minutes
slipping over the horizon
he will be lost to her
forever
everything inside of her
screamed to swim out
climb on board
wave frantically
send up flares
plead with him
there will be other boats
some said wisely
what they did not know
was her heart was grafted
on to those sails
disappearing into the distance
gliding slowly
into the setting sun
leaving her alone
shivering in the soft lapping
of a dark sea
Quite haunting mood you've created in this.
ReplyDeleteoy i can feel the loss and really others cant understand some things...the depth of the feel for sure...or how deep the cut in parting...
ReplyDeleteThis scene will live with me.....
ReplyDeleteYou write wonderfully. Thanks for sharing this piece. <3
ReplyDeleteheart grafted to those sails, ouch, that hurts so badly ~ Good one ~
ReplyDeletethe pain of loss, deep, visceral feeling in your poem.
ReplyDeleteher heart was grafted
ReplyDeleteon to those sails...
...that's beautifully sad...love the boat metaphor and this piece.
This is so touching and difficult to go through, to let go. Beautifully expressed.
ReplyDelete'There will be other boats', but they are never the same. You capture so well that depth of despair which we have all known. Not all of us, fortunately, are prepared to go to Dido's extremes.
ReplyDeleteTo see a loved one leave like that... we seem to have touched on similar subject this week...
ReplyDeletereminds me of the movie of the gal who sewed her dead friends' skin together to make clothing...only in the sense of the pain that is hidden from the observer...the scene of the boat and grafted sail will stick with me as well..oh my..
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