Shadorma in the Grave Yard

family
mom, dad, son
me, last born
they waited nine years for me
now they wait again

mist hovers
floats above their graves
hushes sounds
muffles grief
head bowed, I know they miss me
I whisper, not yet

A shadorma written for dVerse, the virtual pub for poets. Amaya is our host today and explains that a shadorma is a syllabic poem consisting of six-line stanzas, each stanza defined in lines of 3-5-3-3-7-5 syllables. She asks us to be motivated by the title of the form and perhaps write about “fog, the paranormal, or the unexplained phenomena of death and life. ” I’ve also posted a second shadorma, Bermuda Beautiful. Pub opens at 3 PM Boston time. Come join us!

20 thoughts on “Shadorma in the Grave Yard

  1. Gospel Isosceles March 15, 2018 / 3:21 pm

    “I whisper, not yet” are five syllables that say so much about our attachment to life and a sense that there is always just one more thing to accomplish here, even when our loved ones have all gone before us and are waiting. And you set up that last line well with the ominous atmosphere.

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  2. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) March 15, 2018 / 4:39 pm

    The second stanza in particular places me there right on the edge of the grave.. how wonderful and sorrowful…

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    • lillian March 15, 2018 / 8:20 pm

      I am the only one left in my family. My brother was 9 years older than me and sadly suddenly died at only 51.

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      • alisonhankinson March 16, 2018 / 2:59 am

        That is a like in support. Much love to you. XXXXX

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  3. Candy March 15, 2018 / 8:24 pm

    LOVE that ending – such hope

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  4. rothpoetry March 15, 2018 / 10:18 pm

    I love how they waited nine years for you and now they wait again!! A great twist on this prompt!
    Dwight

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  5. Rosemary Nissen-Wade March 16, 2018 / 8:12 am

    NIcely done!

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  6. merrildsmith March 17, 2018 / 7:02 am

    Poignant image–the missing and the whispering not yet.

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  7. Just Barry March 17, 2018 / 5:00 pm

    You’ve said so much here in so few lines. My parents and grandparents are all gone. I felt this poem deeply.

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