Magpie Tales’ Prompt for Mag 209
The voice,
terrible as a roaring lion
sweeter than a song,
sent me
to the unknown
life
in exile
is a trial
by illusion –
shadow is light;
lie is truth;
Truth means Nothing.
I
witness
to Nothing
was cast away
into the desert
I fled
with nothing
and the Voice
above the din
calling me
Home.
At last,
I could lay down
my weary head
yield my weary soul
then kiss the dust
that would take me back.
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I am sorry I have not been to your pages lately. All of us here have been stricken by spring fever, almost literally. The bug has been busy making us uncomfortable. Meanwhile, we are on a little spring break and hopefully, I will be able to catch up with you this weekend.
As always, thank you for dropping by. 🙂
Your piece goes really well with that painting!
Thanks. 🙂
Enjoy your spring break and hope you find plenty of time to relax and get better.
Thanks, Colline.
This is most moving, Imelda. Wonderful writing again. 🙂 Enjoy your spring break, and hope you are all soon well.
nice escape…and quite emotional as well…breaking free and being so excited to kiss the dust even that would carry you home….
the yearning to get back home is palpable in this… kissing the dust… so tough when we cannot go home for a while for whatever reason..
Beautiful! I love this poem! Thank you!
Thanks, Line. 🙂
A fine link between painting and poem. Ekphrasis triumphs!
Rather moving. Nicely penned.
The form works so nicely with your words…
Loved this Imelda. Very beautiful and poignant.
Oh I hope you will all be well again soon and enjoy your spring break. Beautiful poem 🙂
Thanks, Sherri. 🙂
Hi, Imelda! I hope you had a nice little spring break! You’ve been writing lots of poetry lately–something I haven’t done in a long time. Life has been too busy! I’ve enjoyed reading them and seeing your flower photography. Have a great time thawing out and enjoying more daylight and sunshine! Best regards, Sandra