Vir jou, liefste Gerjo
For you, beloved Gerjo
In dreams Love comes to me in many forms
to teach me lessons to remember
when I am scorned.
Last night I dreamt again of loss.
It suffocated me in mourning mope,
for words were spoken by my sweet
beloved child ...
my child of hope.
So tenderly he gave me words
that bleed;
raw orphaned words
in answer to my grief.
I asked:
What do you remember
of your father, Love?
He looked at me with Jesus eyes,
affectionately; then tenderly
came the reply:
Pappa promised to show me
a rare bird of the skies ...
a bird that flies through day and night
with songs
of timid glee.
I made a special cage,
woven with precious gold and silver bells
attached, to jingle sounds so pure;
a work of art
to keep this sacred bird
secure ...
But then my father died.
I took his hands
and placed a kiss upon each palm.
Then put his fingers slowly to my eyes
and then I cried ...
for in his words I heard the holy hum;
the serenade by Sacred Bird
was sung.
.
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Author notes
Prompt:
Write a poem about rumour, a bad experiece, something personal etc.
In a list
A contest entry
- Fama - the rumour by Khadidja the Wise.
450 points, ended July 5, 5 entries
Honorable winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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tender. loved "jesus eyes"
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This is a very moving poem. I liked the irregular rhyme you had and the contents seemed very personal. This really gave me something to think about.
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Cetainly a personal experience you write about here, melancholic, sad. Good flow and images one sees when reading these lines. To cage something sacred is to take away its freedom to help others.
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touching!
A poem flowing with images of mothers love and care. Beautifully penned and easily read.
Good luck in the contest!
Regards,
Jennifer
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This was a wonderful piece.. the flow was wonderful and the image was so vivid.. You did a great job in expressing so much here in this write... The emotions were really heartfelt... Thank you very much for sharing.. And I wish you the best of luck..
Angel
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this is a very beautifully sad write from you but full of love and sweetness at the same time. i wish you well in this contest that you have entered. i am looking forward to reading more from you in the near future. viyanna rosemarie
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My goodness such soft honesty in the gift of a child's words, that place that touches even the coldest heart.
How beautifully scripted to this prompt, a place less obvious but so much needed.
I am humbled by this cherished verse. Thank you. ~Pamela
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This is so beautiful... An ode to sorrow and purity, pain and innocence... A work of art indeed, just like the cage... Radiant... good job...
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Beautiful. He found what he was looking for. Thing is, you should never cage such splendor, and I doubt you'd fit anyways.
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I'll be honest, I wasnt really feeling the poem until I got to the end. You did a great job of keeping the poem's intentions or outcoume a surprise. That last paragraph sort of slapped me nicely across the face. Very sad, and evokes the bad emotions in a good way. I really enjoyed the read. Thank you for sharing and much luck to you in the contest.
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This is a fascinating dream sequence; I would love to know more about the sacred bird - as Fama was depicted as a bird in the contest description which reminded me of a peacock with the thousand eyes in the tail. All the best; nice to see you here.
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That was such a sad and compelling piece. So much beauty shines through it. You did an exellent job of creating a lasting impression with your words.
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Oh Myrataal, You are so wonderful, I see it in your words and face, and I feel it through the power of the Holy Ghost. Never rest your quill, you are among very few.
Much love,
Judy
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This has exquisite flow and rhyme dear poet, it sings the sadness and the innocence so beautifully. Love, C
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