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no more digging up broken dreams
skeletons should remain buried
can treasured losses be redeemed
no more digging up broken dreams
scattering new seeds by the stream
painful defeat makes one feel wearied
no more digging up broken dreams
skeletons should remain buried
written for dVerse Poets Pub
Hosted by Punam
writing a 44 word quadrille incorporating the word "dig"
also fits
WD 2026 April Pad Challenge Day 20
For today's prompt, take the phrase "No (blank)," replace the blank with a new word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write
the refrain works well, Truedessa. Wise words to live and learn by.
ReplyDeleteI tried to work the quadrille into a poetic triolet.
DeleteSoundly structured. SLUTE!
ReplyDeleteThanks Ron
DeleteI love the repetition echoing the act of digging - Jae
ReplyDeleteSome things are worth repeating especially when it comes to lost dreams.
DeleteStructure and content perfectly matched.
ReplyDeleteThank you Rosemary, I try.
DeleteThe repetition works well in your quadrille, Truedessa. I prefer to leave skeletons alone and keep them buried.
ReplyDeleteI agree some things need to remain buried.
DeleteLove the repetition True ! It gave strength to the emphasis
ReplyDeleteHank
Thanks Hank, nice to see you around again. I hope all is well. Missed you
DeleteThanks True! I missed you too! I missed most the time we used to vie for 1st place at Pat's Blog. I wonder where he's now holed up!
DeleteHealthwise, Hank takes things slow. I'm ok True!
Hank
Broken dreams should remain buried I think
ReplyDeleteBjorn - I think you may be right.
DeleteLove the refrain! I totally agree, some skeletons should remain buried forever.
ReplyDeleteBroken dreams can indeed be wearisome. Perhaps they may enrich the soil for new ones.
ReplyDeletewow.... i can so relate to that.... 'scattering new seeds by the stream' that line was uplifting filled with hope ... they rhythm caught me in a net of images i shall ponder in my dreams i am sure....
ReplyDeleteGreat poem, Truedessa!
ReplyDeleteYvette M Calleiro :-)
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
This is brilliant. The repetition works on so many levels, True. Like how we want to repeat the same mistake, and also the caution implied by constant repetition, and how redemption awaits those who give up the wearisome diggings. The tone, the rhythm all come together to drive home the poem's truth.
ReplyDeleteThe letting go, not digging, is for me the core of this, steering us away from fixation and endless mulling over.
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