Now, here is a blithe, droll refrain:
the mem'ry of you is arcane.
I'll wish it, you know,
until it is so;
and drain all the lilt from your name.
Author notes
Aggravated at how long a twinge lingers at the remembrance of a particular name. Written as a limerick because the "homage" is to one who was skilled in the form.
Critical commentary appreciated.
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The natures attached to names that have pierced one can invoke twinges even after time's passage has removed consciousness of association...
Power of mind implemented in "I'll wish it, you know, until it is so!" A cursing suggested, to make one's "mem'ry...arcane" and "drain all the lilt from your name!" Clearly formed and spoken ill-wishing.
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Thank you for the interesting crit, Mirthryl!
I always appreciate what you write about my verse.
"Ill-wishing?" Hmmm ... not really. I don't want anything dreadful to happen to anyone who has hurt me; I'm just not that sort of person -- not bent that way and certainly my faith in Christ has taught me I have to forgive if I want forgiveness from Him.
I had a 10-year friendship with someone who turned out to be a slug.
Simple as that; he lied to me, scammed me, and generally behaved unethically. As you might guess, the "lilt" has vanished *chuckle*; I've moved through the pangs remembering such a name brings after the shock wears off, and am on the journey with Time not to recall this name at all.
God protected me from him, even though the method used was gut-wrenching. It was, more importantly, effective. That's so ... God, isn't it?
Capisca, il mio amico?
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Gracias, Francy, for the insights.
I am pleased to learn I had misunderstood, for my interpretation struck me as so very unlike you! I have known you as a very gracious lady.
It is distressingly difficult to be taken advantage of, and probably worst when it is a trusted friend of many years or a family member. Then the loss is doubled: not only one's material resources are snatched, but the relationship of trust is destroyed.
I am grateful God protected you from worse hurt, and trust you are now in a safe place. I know He can give you strength and comfort and peace as you continue on. The more ready we are to entrust our burdens to His divine wisdom, care, and timing, and proceed without them, the more easily we can do so. Hurts held close and revisited frequently seem more likely to fester, in my experience. God is good, and His Christ our perfect exemplar.
Wishing you peace and the eyes to see His daily tender mercies and loving notice of His cherished daughter, Francesca,
una amiga,
Mirth
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