I cried today
peeling onions
at our black marble countertop
knife chopping
on the old scarred cutting board.
I laughed at myself
as salty tears seasoned diced sweet yellow
enough for two, waiting for your footsteps.
I cried today
walking in the rain
the Charles covered in mist
damp fog coolness on my face,
your absence by my side.
A young couple scurried by
unaware that my tears ached
with rivulets from the sky.
I cried today
in front of our tv
on our corduroy couch
stained by tears on wales.
Cary Grant and Deborah Kerr,
an Affair to Remember
their ending so bittersweet
ours so not.
And I wondered
if anyone,
beyond these walls
could hear
my silent
primal
scream.
Motivated by rereading a prompt from my poetry mentor, Holly Wren Spaulding, in a previous class with her. Write a poem using “anaphora” — repetition of a word or phrase.
Beautifully poignant. – Fawn
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Thank you so much for your kind words…..truly appreciated this morning!
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Good responce to the anaphora prompt.
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Thanks, Joyce. I do indeed enjoy these classes with Holly.
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Morning Lillian.
The last stanza constructing a “primal scream” after three gentle ‘tearful’ ones was perfect! It threw me off-balance after being emotionally placed in soft sadness with your words – and that is just what relationships do when they end.
am:)
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Thanks so much, Ann Marie. I always value your opinion so am glad you “flowed” with this so well.
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A lovely piece, Lillian. 🙂
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I hear you!
Funny, An Affair to Remember stopped me from ever watching another chick-flick! I cried for days.
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It is indeed an emotional movie! I find you start crying for the movie’s ending, then your crying goes to another place, and another and another and another. I understand totally! 🙂
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I’m one of those who cries too easily, so I avoid anything that may start the waterworks.
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