Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Heartbroken, she now forever resigned
For alas her sorrow had come to stay
No bells were tolling, no telling signs
No hooting owl on that bitter cold day,
When a fragile heart stopped and the world went grey
She walks at night praying to see his face in the pale moon
And looks for his brilliant eyes in the tempestuous sea,
But he’s not there she’s bereft, for he left gone all too soon
And she, once vibrant is now cursed to forever be
A specter of a woman haunted, yearning to be free
Β©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse:https://dversepoets.com/2018/11/22/poetry-form-english-spanish-quintain/
like a sad love song, if only she could have had some sign – you write this form beautifully Linda.
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Thank you Gina. Yes, those dreaded ifs.
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Beautiful poetry Linda. ππ
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Thank you Walt. I hope your Thanksgiving was wonderful.
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It was a quiet, peaceful day. Susan had to work, but she brought turkey dinners home and we had dinner at our next door neighbors. ππ
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Wonderful! πβ€οΈ
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How sad and heartbreaking.
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Thank you Sadje.
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Youβre welcome
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How sad that the sorrow has come to stay. The ending line says it all: A specter of a woman haunted, yearning to be free. Thanks for joining us Linda. Your poem is part of Mr. Linky π
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π thank you Grace!
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An eloquent and heart-rending quintain, Linda. The title and “specter” say it well.
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Thank you!
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Eloquently done. This made me feel a deep ache in my soul… So poigniant. Well done indeed.
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Thank you. Much appreciated.
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