Image: Sad looking (here)
Sunday Whirligig's 11 of 12 given words:
battering shine forbid miracle hold
brass meditation stone, earth, sea, honey
He took some hard battering on his ego
Wrought the shine rudely off his pride
He sought the courage to make it flow
God forbid, a miracle ought to take flight
Holding back tears from streaming down
Ashen face brass-like stoic and transformed
No amount of meditation could hide the frown
The bittersweet feelings of the uninformed
Not etched in stone could still be salvaged
Earth below not shaking, the sea restrained
Sinister in his resolve gently riding the wave
Honey sweet image successfully retained
For MMT's Sunday's Whirligig #52 and
Marian's at Real Toad's - with bittersweet (the
unbridled heart-soaring to the point of tears)
That is a great opening stanza, hank, to guide the reader through the poem.
ReplyDeleteThe second line of the second stanza is so vivid. We feel the rudeness of the loss (of the theft), and what it will cost.
ReplyDeleteHiding behind a smile can hold something rather vile
ReplyDeleteThis feels like such a stinging loss, though there is that suggestion that the situation is far from resolved.
ReplyDeleteSimply wonderful Hank, loved the picture also.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
I agree about your opening...sets the tone. Well done, Hank.
ReplyDeleteYeah, this is a moment for sure. Two paths and only one can be taken :) Love that second line in particular.
ReplyDeletequite interesting; sometimes a miracle needs be constructed, just by taking a good hard look at oneself and doing a little polishing where its absolutely needed
ReplyDeletemuch love...
A perfect opening....Love your second stanza. It is tough to make amends with a battered ego.
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