I am afloat
no eyes, no touch
in this senseless world.
This cadaver cavernous world
dreams dissipated, despair afloat
you see me, but do not touch.
Ignored. Here, not. Not for touch.
Gasping in your fragile world,
I am no one, simply afloat,
afloat, a glass shard, in your no-touch world.
Tritina written for Day 7, NaPoWriMo. The Tritina: three, three line stanzas and a final concluding line. Three “end words” are used to conclude the lines of each stanza, in a set pattern of ABC, CAB, BCA and all three words must appear in the final line. Another poetry sudoku! Photo Credit: Pickled 2, 2009 by Antoine A. R. Hunt, Bermudian, 1967: in the Collection of the Bermuda National Gallery.
Nicely puzzled together, Lillian. >
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Smiling I am!
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quite haunting – bravo
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Thank you, Paul. Nice to see you today! 😊
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What a haunting visual. Well done.
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Thank you. Happy I am, even in today’s rain. I always say, moisture is good for the complexion! 🙂
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And the soul. 🙂
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You perfectly captured the despair of depression with this. Although when I was most depressed I would have loved a “senseless world” over the constant physical and spiritual pain. So glad to now be on the other side looking back.
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Your words are truly appreciated here.
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