of forgotten wisdom
resident death within life
is an ancient inevitability
(we forget that in the quest of immortality)
I pour divine wine
into a receptacle of floating waves
know this....
In my younger and more vulnerable years
I also gave my blood
which mingled with the earth
"violet of violence somehow fills the void"
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a universal truth.
beautiful and painful,
Di
I see ya caught with ya pants down yet again!
Always the dark side....You don't know Darth do ya?
"resident death within life" - such a somber thought! I think perhaps sometimes forgetting is good.
Precise word choices and short line breaks made this shine. Excellent.
"I also gave my blood
which mingled with the earth" - what imagery in those lines!
Powerful writing.
This is such a great poem. I really love the powerful ending.
I liked this. It makes me want to know more of the story.
'forgotten wisdom' sad when it happens..
I pour divine wine
into a receptacle of floating waves
know this....
In my younger and more vulnerable years
I also gave my blood
which mingled with the earth
-absolutely fabulous, good imagery and positive truth
"I also gave my blood
which mingled with the earth"
my favourite lines that tie it together
As always...Fantastic.
Such a powerful writer you are.
Some dark poems have come out of this wordle. Yours is excellent.
The simplicity of the word choice doesn't obscure the profundity of the thoughts.....beautiful.
Simplicity is the key here, I think.
Lady Nyo
Excellent work. As Viv said, so many dark poems appeared out of these words. Or maybe it is the season, as it gets dark sooo much earlier now. (here)
you know that last line is intriguing in light of the context...i will mull over that one today...
Wow, so beautiful Gautami.
Pamela
I think the almost matter-of-factness about dealth makes this one even more eerie.
(Pour me another glass of that divine wine, will you please?)
Nice One Shot, Gautami!
divine wine and blood, which mingles with the earth - this is strong
This is most appropriate for this time of year.
a bit of mystery here, as befits a poem with that touches on night, death, blood-letting...
Neat job of turning Nicole's words into your own. I really like pouring the wine "into a receptacle of floating waves".
You inspire , you enchant and yet you are a brilliance beyond par :)
This is beautiful; a sentimental write to me.. :)
Thanks for dropping by and hope to see you around.. Glad to know you through our write.. :)
dark and beautiful
Oh, yes. When young, we often believe in our own immortality, only to be taken aback when reality strikes. Nice.
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dark indeed. i like.
Intriguing. I love all the interpretations of Carry on Tuesday prompts.
Dear Gautami
Its beautiful verse and emotional. The imagery is perfect. I enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing..
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
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a glass of wine
poured into the sea
my echoes
Dear Gautaumi: Beautiful! The flow of the written words comes so naturally to you! It is a joy to read your words!
Lots to enjoy in this, Gautami! The inevitability of death that we strive to forget, the divine wine, the blood mingling. All good!
Agreed with vivinfrance...you've outstripped me in darkness this week, with some excellent usage of the prompt words to create your imagery.
-Nicole
You manage to say a lot without using a lot of extra words. Good job!
Images of the thoughts experienced in the middle of the night.
Your images paint a picture, complex ans mysterious-- nicely done!
love the parallel of divine wine and blood, and the sacrifice of it all. beautiful.
as always...a wonderful write...very clever...pete
amazing writing.
Very clever and thought provoking. Enjoyed your use of language -- pouring "divine wine" and "blood" mingling with the earth... very nicely done.
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