In anger walked I by the roiling sea
the taste of salt, like she, embittered me.
Rough waves didst crash against volcanic rock
and spewed their shards of foam, thus dousing me.
Her words of yesterday, I thought were talk
and thus I waited by her door to stalk.
Bereft was I, like sharpened rocks so bruised,
the knife now purged of blood and hurled to sea in shock.
Written for dVerse, where today, Frank hosts, asking us to write a rubaiyat: a poem consisting of quatrains (stanzas of four lines) and, if using more than one stanza, employs a “nesting” rhyme pattern: AABA, BBCB — and each line is written in iambic pentameter. It’s a poetry sudoku! Also posted for Napowrimo, day 26 where the challenge is to write, appealing to the senses. Hopefully, without lookin at the photos, you can see, hear, taste and feel this poem! Photos are from our recent trip to Bermuda.
Awesome. 😎🥀
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Thank you!
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Oh I love the dark ending with the knife… telling a story in poetry is great.
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Thanks Bjorn….just couldn’t get that IP rhythm in the last line. But I’ll take it! 🙂
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Nice one! The blood at the end makes me long to hear more.
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Funny….it didn’t start out to have a dark ending at all and then the words were there and I have a murder on my hands!
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Very dramatic !
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Too perhaps! 🙂
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Depends if you think that’s possible 🙂
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how wonderful, a whole story in two rubai, Lill! I love the lines:
‘Bereft was I, like sharpened rocks so bruised,
the knife now purged of blood and hurled to sea in shock’.
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Thanks, Kim. I struggled and struggled with that last line to get it into IP rhythm and finally gave up. These poetic sudoku challenges sometimes do me in! 🙂
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The drama in this is lovely. I got to sense all the emotions you put in here.
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Thanks, Vivian. Glad you enjoyed! I got done writing this one and suddenly realized I had a murder on my hands. Didn’t start out that way at all!
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Wow! You must be more careful in the future…you could end the world!
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You really did it now! And threw the bloody knife into the sea! Loved the imagery of the chards of foam!
Dwight
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Thanks, Dwight. Those crashing seas on windy days in Bermuda were some of my favorite times 🙂 However, I never witnessed a murder there! 🙂
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Thank goodness!! LOL
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Alright, a tale of revenge, almost, oh snap! That’s a great story
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Thanks, Walter! Appreciate the snap! 🙂
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You’re welcome
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The photos you took accompany perfectly the embittered ruthless mood of the poem.
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“embittered ruthless” —- yup, you got it! 🙂
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Reblogged this on Bermuda Stream.
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Thanks for the reblog! We go to Bermuda every winter for one or two months and always rent an apartment in St. George. There’s quite a few other posts about Bermuda under the Travel Muse header if you’re interested….including some wonderful photos. One of my biggest thrills was reading my poetry at the National Poetry Celebration in St. George.
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This is Shakespearean, Lillian. Well done!
The ocean seems to be the backdrop to many of these dVerse attempts, including mine.
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I absolutely adore the ocean — anywhere it is, I am happy! 🙂 Glad you enjoyed.
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Ooh, I love these pictures and the poem. The sea provides great metaphors for the senses!
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Thanks, Mary. So glad you enjoyed. I admit…..I always have the devil of the time with iambic pentameter….hit it in every line this time except the last. sigh
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Anger is indeed the tempest that can crash murderously…you shocked me at the end!
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I shocked me at the end too…..I wasn’t intending that at all and just couldn’t get the rhyme, the rhythm and then I wrote this down and voila!
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“It’s a poetry sudoku!” You did it again! These words spurred me into writing my first — I can’t even spell it — rubaiyat! Coming up!
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Hurrah! Glad you enjoyed and so glad your wote and posted!
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Nicely done, Lillian…the pain, shock, and bitterness so felt in your lines.
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Thank you, Kathy.
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what a lovely tempest
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Glad you enjoyed, Candy!
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Huge waves of emotion. Wonderful.
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Thank you, Paul.
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