Leaves floated like feathers, slowly sinking to the sandy ground like hope in a failing heart. The wind whispered a silky voice, taunting and teasing over the pastor’s murmur. Branches lifelessly hung, heavy with a sea of frozen tears. Grave markers stood proudly proclaiming their victory as a cold and empty face could only see one. Only one name screamed from the granite. Only one name ripped through the bleeding soul whose heart was so destroyed, it may as well be shattered glass washing away in the nearby tide. Voices sounded distant like they were inside of a conch shell on the empty shore. Their words were incoherent rumblings to her deaf ears. Whatever gibberish poured from their grey lips mattered not. The sea was calling, demanding she return to yesterday’s memory. Clutching a cold endless band, she stumbled to the welcoming frigid water. Trembling hands shook off today, this dreadful day. Tomorrow there would be no nightmares for she would be in her soul mate’s arms again.
Prompt was Khalil Gibran’s quote: “Yesterday is but today’s memory, and tomorrow is today’s dream.”
This is a sequel to a prose poem I wrote for Writing 201. Read that one and you will understand the depth of this character’s love and passion for her soul mate. It explains her state after such a great loss.
Every time I am with you, the cold world fades away. Nothing else really matters. I cling on what you say. Your voice speaks to me gently, like a wonderful summer breeze. Your breath’s upon my neck making me… go weak in the knees. I gaze into your eyes, which restore peace within my soul. All the pain of my past is fading. Fading. No longer, will I pay its toll. In you I see wonder, kindness, and love. You promise to stand beside me, even in front of me to protect me, when things get too tough. Every day you are with me, I discover you deeper inside my mind. Somehow you have broken down my walls. I start to shed my doubts and fears, leaving them all behind. Darkness falls and we lay in each other’s arms. Skin touching. Hearts melting. We are entangled together by each other’s charm. You are more than my lover. You are more than my friend. You are who I want forever, my soul mate till the end.
For Writing 201’s Day 3 Assignment:
Word prompt, skin.
Poetic form, prose.
Poetic device, internal rhyme.
This poem actually leads into another poem I wrote for dVerse. Read this one first though as it will explain the depth of feeling of the character in the next poem I post. (Which is scheduled to post at noon today. So the link will work by then…tick tock….)
Writing 201: Poetry with our first word prompt, “Screen.” For those of you who’d like more of a challenge, be sure to check out today’s poetic form, haiku, and our poetic device of the day, alliteration.
I decided to take the Writing 201 class to brush up on my poetry knowledge. So if you see a lot more poetry lately, this may be why. If you don’t, you know I am not keeping up with the course, lol. But ssshhh, don’t tell the teacher.