Sunday Whirligig – June 6, 2015 – Published June 11, 2015

Dama Claudia

Dama Claudia’s Lament

another day passes and I think too much
so this sad depression I cannot shake
there are no monsters, no one’s at fault
just emptiness from whence cloying darkness springs
painting my soul with an ink-like stain
with a rope of hanging length.

I seek now for your gentle touch
to help me overcome this ancient ache
what know I of the earth and salt
of happiness and other things …
for I  live each day in sordid pain
depriving me of wisdom and strength

I seek so much from your touch
to shake in passion’s exalted ache
the salt of life – peerless without fault
which springs from all those mystic things
that heals all pain and absorbs all stain
which at length will give me strength

© G.s.k. ‘15

THIS WEEK’S WORDS, rhyming pairs, come from Robert Frost’s poem “To Earthward”: touch, much, things, springs, ache, shake, salt, fault, pain, stain, strength, length