A Fluttering Folly
Time’s not making this any easier; I wear your
memory like a ring. Twist it when it’s too tight,
curse it like a floundering rite when it aches.
Memories of all my failures, fluttering follies
like sails on little boats fleeing this journey.
© Misky 2016. For dVerse Quadrille #13 44 words including journey
Wow. I think this is truly one of your best. Love the alliteration in this.
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Thank you, Toni!
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The memories like a tight ring.. what a wonderful simile. Yes this is a great poem.
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Thank you, Bjorn!
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Well written expression of regret. Fluttering follies–great image.
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Thanks, Victoria. I love writing these little gems.
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Such wonderful use of alliteration here 🙂
Beautifully penned (as always)
Lots of love,
Sanaa
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Thanks, Sanaa. Glad you liked it.
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I specially admire: I wear your
memory like a ring.
Though I want to forget my memories of failures. Love share Misky. Thanks for joining us in our 5th year celebration.
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Really happy to join in with such talented poets.
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I think quadrilles bring out the best in poets – what a gem you’ve written! I love the memory-ring and ‘sails on little boats’ metaphor and the alliteration of the final lines.
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THeRe was a day when all my memories
were dark and negative.. and all my
feelings were pain and bLack..
and surELy a bLack
wHole soUl liKe
thaT WiLL
dAnCe and
SinG a SonG
rekneWed aS
liGht life bright
the finish now
journey never
ending starting
as phoenix rising beginning
from ashes ‘fore in death oF Life..:)
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I love the strong emotion in this, Misky. I can feel the worrying over the “follies.”
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so many outstanding phrases in the powerful piece
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love the array of beautiful imagery…
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The alliteration you use with the ‘t’ and ‘f’ brings to mind a kind of spluttering, an attempt to cover up hurt and pain… very nicely done (whether conscious or not).
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Brilliant metaphor! Twisting those memories….brilliant!
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I guess we all have that ring to one extent or other. Good writing!
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Like sails on little boats – that is a perfect line and great simile!
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A journey of life as a voyage! Sailing through the the waves to a destination! Sail on, Marilyn!
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I like everything about this, Misky. Wonderful alliteration, a refreshing format and the analogy of the ring to life’s mistakes….then to top it off a great visual of those “sails on little boats” fleeing the scene.
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Fabulous, Misky. I could feel the ring twisting on my finger.
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Oh, I love this. So much packed into a beautiful little package.
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Your poem led me (it didn’t necessarily say this) to the comforting thought that our memories do begin to flee us… like boats. One part of the poem is the poet’s; the other is that of the reader. You had the joy of creation. I have the enjoyment of interpretation. Let me live in my enjoyment (and delusion, if necessary!). 🙂
one can feel the ring tightening in your words. The last line leaves a lasting impression…
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