Undefeated.
Not quite as simple as it reads.
The lark he penned a wistful note
towards the dawning of the day,
west drawn winds took up the call
and stole his voice away.
Uncaring there those western winds,
to punish was their aim
imprison in their silent walls
bleed dry all sweet refrain.
The lark, his heart yet troubled still,
grew stronger in his pain,
turned to face a different sky
and learned to sing again.
© sweetwater 2023
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Bravo! A tale of over-coming adversity and rejuvenation.
Alison x
Thank you Alison, yes it is, it was about a misunderstanding between my daughter and I, she took it the wrong way and was determined to ‘make me pay’ and ignored any advances towards making things right between us, I finally had enough and left her to it. She resumed friendly negotiations a few day ago!
If she ever read it, which is highly unlikely, she’d just see a poem about a bird. 🙂 Sue xx
Your secret’s safe with me 😉
Hehe, thank you 😉
I like this very much Sue, an excellent metaphor. So pleased you and your daughter have resolved your differences, and best wishes to both of you.
Val xx
Thank you Val, that’s very kind of you. I hate confrontation and discord so I’m relieved things are back on an even keel. 🙂 Sue xxx
Sue: i like your poem. was going to make a writing suggestion but this poem isn’t about the writing but the disagreement and a headstrong girl. i’m glad for the reconciliation. Swep
Thank you Swep, I appreciate your kind comments, I would be interested to hear your suggestion too. Sue 🙂
Sue: perhaps, “floated his voice away” instead of “stole”. for your consideration. Swep
Oh I see where you are coming from, and normally it would be a much better description, but here the winds wanted to take away something the lark treasured most which was his voice so they stole it from him, and kept it from him to hurt even more, ( communication ) which was my daughter not speaking to me, and ignoring any texts, keeping me quiet so to speak. I hope that makes sense 🙂 x
great explanation. Swep
Beautiful poem loaded with metaphor. I loved the language and layout of this creative piece.
That’s very kind of you Pronto, I appreciate it thank you. 🙂 Sue.