separate the world
between the soft and the hard
then start bickering
in this lonely bed
awake – awaiting to hear
the sound of his breath
the frayed cord
signals that the mast will fall
the albatross laughs
to fall asleep
perhaps to dream … ah
wasn’t that Hamlet?
© G.s.k. ‘15
THE WEEK’S WORDS for Whirligig # 19 come from “Supple Cord” by Naomi Shihab Nye: separate, breath, hear, floor, asleep, bickering, signal, bed, awake, soft, cord, frayed
Yow …. I felt this one, Bastet. The images are powerful; I was especially stuck by that fraying cord ….
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Thanks Jen … yes … the cord frays and frays … the bam!
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😦
(Hugs….)
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each stanza stands in its own as well as woven into midnight murmurings of murder
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Wellll… maybe not murder … but then, one never knows.
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LOVE “albatross laughs”!
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Thanks .. the Ancient Mariner for some reason came to mind.
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Definitely one of my fave early-learned poems.
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Mine too …
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🙂
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This is very nicely done…:-)
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Thanks .. glad you liked it 🙂
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