You left, I wanted you to stay
on a tree swing sorrow sits
memories of you on auto play
our words a match of two wits
unable to sleep restless fits
laughter heals, write me a comedy
from scene to scene my mind flits
to lose one so special a tragedy
shower of tears from creator's eye
falling under a spell not very smart
in darkest hours the soul does cry
lost dreams, held in a broken heart
ghosts from yesterday loudly moan
finding strength in a crystal stone
photo: pinterest.com
posted for dVerse writing Bouts-Rimés
using rhyming words at the end of each line
Our challenge for today is to use the following fourteen words in the order presented: stay, sits, play, wits, fits, comedy, flits, tragedy, eye, smart, cry, heart, moan, stone.
Nice use of the end rhymes and sensitive representation of the photo.
ReplyDeleteThank you actually I wrote the poem first then searched for a photo of a tree swing and this one just spoke volumes.
DeleteYes, I can relate to that drawing of strength from stone. I found one recently that was actually just the one I needed. Thank the Fairies, indeed. ♥
ReplyDeleteThankfully, those fairies are there to help in times of need.
DeleteSuch a well used image.. The sadness of wait, of loosing your heart. But given time and touching a stone you will succeed.
ReplyDeleteThank Bjorn, she seems to be hanging on to the stars, she retains the light.
DeleteExquisite - especially those closing lines :)
ReplyDeletethank you
DeleteHow sad for the broken heart from a lost love ~ The line of write me a comedy is a tragedy of the darkest hours ~ Lovely share Truedessa ~
ReplyDeleteInteresting set of words so I thought I would let my muse have a say.
DeleteWow, now that was a challenge indeed! And you made the words flow effortlessly.
ReplyDeleteThanks Alex, I tried...
DeleteI like the way loss is dealt with in your poem....finding strength in a crystal stone to overcome the darkness of loss.
ReplyDeleteI think there is hidden power in crystals. They are healing stones.
DeleteWell told. Something to be said for crystal stones. And something to be said for the fairies too.
ReplyDeleteFairies and crystal stones seem to work well together.
DeleteThis is one of my favorites. Well done!
ReplyDeleteThank you Gail! I must get over to your blog sorry for the delay.
DeleteFit all in and gave the rhyme a spin, nicely done indeed.
ReplyDeleteThanks Pat, the cat should like a good rhyme.
DeleteThere is great healing within the vibrational field of crystals, worry stones, touchstones--yes, your poignant poem touches on both the cosmic & the heartfelt emotions regarding loss; wordsmithing so good, the prompt words disappear within the message; kudos & hugs to you.
ReplyDeleteGlenn,
DeleteThat is very true I attend crystal bowl meditations and there is a sense of tuning and balance it seems to be restorative.
hugs to you as well...
"On a tree swing sorrow sits". Beautiful lines....you really rocked the words, my friend. Mourning lost love is a painful path. I wish you some peace, and the song of the drum.
ReplyDeleteHi Sherry,
DeleteThanks, I saw the prompt and it just sort of came together.
Your words remind me of my first 'true' love - a recipe for a broken heart.
ReplyDeleteKind regards
Anna :o]
You know sometimes those recipes have missing ingredients :)
DeleteSo, so sad losing a treasured love. I admire how you managed those words, Truedessa. And these really spoke to me: "memories of you on auto play/our words a match of two wits"...and that picture is so cool!
ReplyDeleteThanks, the picture was a great find, I looked for one after I wrote the poem and this one just appeared. Truly spoke to me.
DeleteAh, this is very special poem, Truedessa... the crystal stone - really gives us strength.....
ReplyDeleteCrystals hold a healing element so they give us strength and healing.
DeleteA tender and sheltered depiction of hearts searching. Well written.
ReplyDeleteWalter, thank you for your visit.
Deletein darkest hours the soul does cry
ReplyDeletelost dreams, held in a broken heart
One does get emotionally affected when experiencing lost dreams particularly relating to matters of the heart. Great lines Truedessa!
Hank
Hi Hank,
DeleteOnce the clouds of darkness pass, light seems to appear.
Thanks for stopping over, have a great weekend.
I love the crystal stone at the end, and this line: "on a tree swing sorrow sits" ... it goes perfectly with that fantastic piece of artwork
ReplyDeleteI absolutely love the artwork ..it speaks to me on so many levels
Deletebeautiful pairing of words and photo. Your poem captures the ache of a broken heart. :-)
ReplyDelete~Imelda
The loss of one you love is indeed tragic...no matter whether it is a choice to separate or a death that takes them from us.
ReplyDeleteWe all suffer loss in life.
DeleteLaughter indeed heals, and I may have to write some more comedy after soaking in the pain felt in this poem. What a beautifully tragic story.
ReplyDeleteHi Guys,
DeleteYes, laughter does indeed heal and you guys know how to make people laugh. So, you are sort of healers in your own way.
Stone heARts
ReplyDeletereSonate..
'mong
many
falls
oF Love..
WiNter SinGs
dry SonGs Of cOld..
SpRinG hopes
iN wArmer
hands oF
Loving wAy.. noW..
iN Summer Sweet..:)