Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Regret



















The rain pours down
beneath the moon
where she stands;
evanescence
of her soul like,
like a breath
inside a whisper…
echoes of her still
torched memories,
words she left un
spoken…can’t
be traded, or
even buried,
or forgot…
Arms outstretched pleading
Pleading for one more chance…

**posted as a Magpie Tales and OpenLinkNight @dVerse ~poets' pub

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16 comments:

  1. Monkey ManSeptember 27, 2011 at 3:34 PM

    Yet we must move on. Love the line "like a breath inside a whisper". I feel its softness.

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  2. Maude LynnSeptember 27, 2011 at 6:20 PM

    "like a breath
    inside a whisper…"

    Terrific piece!

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  3. Brian MillerSeptember 27, 2011 at 11:45 PM

    oy it is the words left unspoken that haunt me the most and prompt me to speak...

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  4. HelenSeptember 28, 2011 at 12:33 AM

    I have been on the pleading end .. and on the opposite side ... this is lovely.

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  5. ClaudiaSeptember 28, 2011 at 12:56 AM

    somehow the pic doesn't show up but only by reading your words i realized it must be this week's magpie pic...haunting sadness in here...these words unspoken..yes..

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  6. Isabel DoyleSeptember 28, 2011 at 3:27 AM

    hope is not lost then?
    great response to the prompt

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  7. Tess KincaidSeptember 28, 2011 at 11:52 AM

    I adore the word "evanescence"...lovely write...

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  8. gautami tripathySeptember 28, 2011 at 12:24 PM

    ethereal....and mystical....

    chained the present

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  9. BeachannySeptember 28, 2011 at 3:56 PM

    The words have a tender nostalgic feeling. The emotion is evident, filled with regret and longing. We've all felt this way. Well done.

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  10. IntelliblogSeptember 28, 2011 at 6:27 PM

    Lovely take on this image. This week I was very interested to see the different ways we have all used to express the powerful gesture of her arms and hands. You have crafted your words well!

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  11. rallentandaSeptember 29, 2011 at 8:59 AM

    Oh dear! It's all so awful...going through this stuff (at either end.)

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  12. AnonymousSeptember 29, 2011 at 1:48 PM

    Evanescence is a new word for me, thank you. What you write about however, is not.

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  13. G-ManSeptember 29, 2011 at 4:29 PM

    Caty...
    Kick Ass!!!

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  14. AnonymousSeptember 29, 2011 at 6:22 PM

    Hi Caty! You are an Enigma! Beautiful poem! So matches the image... But I just saw that image on another blog... Is there a prompt for it? It does look like she is pleading with every bit of passion locked away inside of her......

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  15. Cathy FeasterSeptember 29, 2011 at 9:17 PM

    @johnallen...yes there's a prompt for the image (Magpie Tales)...I have a link to it at the end of my post :)

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  16. hyperCRYPTICalOctober 1, 2011 at 3:52 PM

    Beautiful write

    Anna :o]

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