Breathless

“I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas: they’ve gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my mind.”― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

In these dreams, I write in colors I’ve always known
for in my very breath flows shades of indigo
that at times catch, leaving me breathless
searching, always searching for more.

Born in fall’s waiting air, trees dressed in leaves
of scarlet and gamboge I entered the world
with barely a cry, such a solemn child
searching, searching for an eternal home.

And in her sweet eyes I peered,
seeing my own odd reflection
naught but a new helpless babe
with a shock of burnished red-golden
fine hair, nary a thought or care
of how I came to be there,
drowning in her indigo eyes
searching for home nevermore.

©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

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34 Comments on “Breathless

  1. That first stanza is the one I found most powerful. It’s breathtaking! I like the way you circle back to indigo from a stanza with a sense of yearning to one with a sense of completion.

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  2. The last verse impressed with the searching eyes of the babe reflected in other/mother

    This was charming
    “ entered the world
    with barely a cry, such a solemn child
    searching, searching for an eternal home”

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  3. I like the magical, almost mythical feel of this piece. There is comfort in knowing that you are truly where you are meant to be.

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  4. (Thank you for gamboge-new to me)

    I love the second stanza and this “nary a thought or care
    of how I came to be there,
    drowning in her indigo eyes
    searching for home nevermore.” Beautiful

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  5. Wuthering Heights is one of my favourite novels and this quote is particularly relevant and true. I love how it took you to writing in dreams and colours, Linda, and the lines:
    ‘…in my very breath flows shades of indigo
    that at times catch, leaving me breathless’.

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  6. What an absolutely beautiful quote, Linda. Catherine remains one of my all-time favourite heroines.
    Such fine descriptive writing, I held my breath as I read your words.

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