Lost
in the cordial of afternoon
A
somber fray consumes
the
lingering of mourning
Escalations
build
inside
the cages
of
a parting sun
Ignored
in the evening breeze
are
the rising tones
of
never-wills and what-have-beens—
Altering
each chain of choice
are
muddied customs
too
oft denied it’s voice
A
dawning breath still speaks
of
laziness and idle grief
Directionless
yet reacquainted
a
spirit of tomorrow
For
what was lacking
has
been replaced
by
this loss we share
Shared alongside the wonderful poetry on display over at
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads for Open Link Monday
This has a very cadenced and solemn feel, suiting the subject, yet the language is full of light, as well as feeling almost weightless. The last stanza is simply wise and eloquent. Fine work, Fred.
ReplyDeleteI like your chains of thoughts specially these lines:
ReplyDeleteIgnored in the evening breeze
are the rising tones
of never-wills and what-have-beens—
Thanks for sharing them at RT ~
I agree with the above and would add that the first stanza blew me away!
ReplyDeleteIts nice to get lost in the "cordial of afternoon"...great line. Good feel and texture to this one, very purposeful in its movement. Great writing.
ReplyDeleteA solemnly atmospheric poem, awash in the bhues of twilight and the fading day.
ReplyDeletewhat was lacking was replaced by a common loss...that line struck a cord with me...but leaves me wondering if it is enough you know...def feel sombre in the reading....
DeleteStuck in the fading joined in the lost, I suppose it is quite a feeling. Although I'd rather be lazy and go through it, get past it and be done with it. Not that much bothers me anyway, tends to happen when you're crazy..haha
ReplyDeleteWhat beautiful use of language! I really liked it!
ReplyDeleteAnd thanks so much for participating in this week's Limerick-Off. I hope you'll be a frequent participant!
Ignored in the evening breeze
ReplyDeleteare the rising tones
of never-wills and what-have-beens— I especially love this. I don't linger on regret. It is like trying to rewind the sun...Great work!
As someone in the throes of grief, this poem resonates with me. An eloquent and insightful write!
ReplyDelete...the cordial of afternoon...
ReplyDeleteIt has such a sad feel to it... but I also detect hope. Nice.