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Before you go, you should know
I never expected you to be the one
to lay my soul bare, leave me undone
drive a spike through my lovestruck heart
an abysmal gaping hole where nothing will grow
but black thoughts trembling in the dark.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Quadrille #75: Spike up a Poem
An awesome piece of writing. Only those that we trust the most can hurt us so deeply.
That is why I refuse to fall in love with Breyers ice cream. I couldn’t stand the loss.
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Thank you Drew! My secret love is gelato from our nearby Italian grocery/deli.
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Laughing. Hmmm sounds good
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It is delightful! They make it from scratch, and there is one that I lust over- it’s orange, carrot, and lemon combined. OMG.
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OMG is right
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I know this is dark, but I LOVE it! Beautifully done! ❤
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Thank you so much Penny!
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Thanks Penny!
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A spike through the heart…. a lover’s betrayal, there is nothing worse.
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Indeed there isn’t. Thank you Bjorn.
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Linda, you’ve filled this quadrille with despair, especially in the lines:
‘drive a spike through my lovestruck heart
an abysmal gaping hole where nothing will grow
but black thoughts trembling in the dark’.
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Thank you Kim. I truly appreciate your thoughts.
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Awwww. This is so sad, Linda. This stings with pure betrayal. Well done.
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Thank you De. And thanks for the prompt!
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Good one!
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Thank you so much V.J.!
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Welcome!
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Sounds like a serious heartache Linda…
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Thank you Rob.
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Hopefully the dark piece is fiction, cuz it packs a real emotional punch; kudos and hugs. One small thing–I think you fell into the lay/lie trap. An English teacher once told me, “Remember, chickens lay, people lie.” smile. Grammar can befuddle you. I still can’t get used to “we boys”.
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Thanks Glenn. That one gets me too. So you think it should be ‘lie my soul bare?’
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I found this via Merriam Webster: Definition of Lay Bare: to reveal or uncover private information or feelings He laid bare his soul. The book is an attempt to lay bare the secrets of this very powerful political family.
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Dark and sad ending with that heart ache.
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Yes, Thank you Grace. Blessedly a long, long time ago.
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Wow, so sorry to hear this
Happy Monday
much love…
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It was a long time ago Gillena. Happy now. Thank you.
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First I blamed myself, then I blamed him, then I realized there was no blame. Life happens.
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Yes, it does. Thank you for your thoughts.
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Wow. The description of pain is written well in this piece. Nice quadrille.
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Thank you so much!
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Oh this is beautifully evocative…❤️ makes me wonder .. you don’t hurt the ones you don’t love.. it’s perhaps human nature to make mistakes …
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I think that is so Sanaa. For loving someone gives them the power to hurt you. And I wouldn’t change a thing.
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Ouch!
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Ah yes. Thanks Ken.
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Reminds me of an old song by Heart! Spiked through the heart… the pain never goes away!
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Thank you Dwight.
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So poignant, Linda.
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Thank you Jane.
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🙂
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Nice sound especially in the last line.
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Thank you Frank.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Yikes!! A road we all travel. Well done.
Pat
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Thank you!
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