Charmed Chaos
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Epitaph for Lovers
Gustav Klimt, 1862-1918
And should the treasured words cease to mean anything at all
what more is there to say for the epitaph is written on the wall
for when true love staggers and flees, the silent treatment begins
as we play over in our tortured minds the other’s mortal sins
The distance from one another grows with each passing day
Lips that once whispered I love you have nothing kind to say
as the gaping chasm between two lovers splits and deepens
the only sound heard in the darkness is one of them weeping
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: OLN
Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 23 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories.
You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and her Amazon Author Page
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One of the paradoxes of deep human emotions—they are so fickle.
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Yes, they are. Thank you Jane.
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🙂
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Love get strained, wasted away, until, there’s none, and that’s why, there’s nothing left that’s nice to say to each other in the end…
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Yes. Thank you so much for your thoughts.
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This is heart-wrenchingly beautiful, Linda! ❤️ I guess sometimes we just grow up to become different people.. and eventually drift apart.
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Yes, it does happen. Thank you for your thoughts Sanaa. ❤️
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The grief of that love that didnt come to fruition can be devastating. Thanks for the beautiful share Linda.
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Thank you Grace.
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Very nice sound. I especially liked the description in this line: “Lips that once whispered I love you have nothing kind to say”
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Thank you Frank!
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Happens too often…perhaps lips can learn to speak kindly again? My husband and I were at odds until taking a class based on book, Love & Respect by Eggerich…good principles.
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Perhaps, if both are willing. I think people don’t always realize that a good relationship takes hard work. My husband and I are going on 23 years, and we learned that a long time ago. Thanks Lynn!
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…and it’s worth the effort!
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Yes, it certainly is!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you Chuck. xoxoxo
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So many threats to a love that is pure at the start. I think only the very brave survive.
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Thank you Sarah. So true.
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Thanks for sharing this fine piece! Excellent write. See you in a couple weeks Linda. In honor of Solli Raphael: A Smidgen of Thought
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Thank you Rob.
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Alas.. those chasms open up so often… sadly
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Yes. Thank you Bjorn.
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Such passion and love untended has become a wounding and a sadness, beautifully told.
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Thank you Paul.
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My pleasure Linda.
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Did you write this as an ekphrastic poem based on the Klimt painting, or did you write the poem first and then add the image? Either way, you’ve captured the despair of the demise of love, Linda!
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Hi Kim! Good to see you. I know you have been really busy. I wrote the poem first, but then found the Klimt painting. I thought it was a perfect image. Thank you so much!
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The sorrow of wilted love. Beautifully expressed Linda
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Thank you so kindly Drew.
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First of all, so sorry for this extremely late response.
Marriage is work but both parties must rise to the challenge. Your poem resonates strongly with me as I lived in that “gaping chasm” for many years. I was very happy for the ending and new beginnings. You capture the pain well in your words and what a fitting image you chose to accompany your poem.
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Thank you Mish.
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