Ablaze In Firethorns

Chilled, I whispered his name on this frosty morning
dawning found me shivering on my side of the bed
I always dread waking to the absense of his touch
How much I miss comforting warmth of loving arms 

Icy cold were the sheets where he used to sleep
Weep at the sight, unrumpled on his side of the bed
The pillow where he laid his head beckoned me
in plea. I pressed it to my cheek and shared my tears 

His woolen socks on my feet, a remnant I had to keep
Sweeping light peeked in through the window shade,
afraid a mirror will paint my eyes swollen in sullen red.
Dead is a marriage when one sleeps alone in the bed
                            ~    ~    ~
How painful had been the sadness of my leaving
grieving with each step I had been slowly taking.
Aching from the firethorns blazing in my chest
then a behest I could not ignore; a glance his way

Felt piercing cuts, as though I walked on broken glass
Alas, his cry of sorrow made me stop and frown.
Down the path he came to me. He spoke not a word
but I heard in his final kiss, the things he meant to say

I prayed in that moment for the strength to walk away
To stay would make a mockery of what once was love.
Above, the sky grew dark, a cold rain began to fall,
a squall to match the storm, borne within my heart



May 12th, 2017
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Daniel Avatar
May 16, 2017 at 1:15 AM
This is a painful poem, Lin, writing it must have been even more so:( congratulations on your well deserved win, a 10:) love the way you carried over the last word rhymes to the next line:)
Lane Avatar
May 16, 2017 at 6:59 AM
Thank you so much, Jo. The rhyme scheme was an afterthought. thanks for noticing. Your encouragement is appreciated.
Haight Avatar
May 15, 2017 at 3:38 PM
Painfully sad, but so beautifully written, Lin. Congrats on your well-deserved stand-alone First Place win! 7, Hugs, Sandra
Lane Avatar
May 15, 2017 at 4:52 PM
Thank you very much, Sandra. It was written with a heavy heart, but I got through it. Hugs back to you.
Nelson Avatar
May 14, 2017 at 12:16 PM
beautiful poem. You paint a beautiful picture with words.
Lane Avatar
May 14, 2017 at 6:34 PM
Thank you, Arnie. I'm glad you stopped in to comment.
Allison Avatar
May 14, 2017 at 9:15 AM
many many many congrats on your top spot Lin I Knew this was a winner from the moment I read it!:-) hugs jan xx
Lane Avatar
May 14, 2017 at 9:18 AM
Thank you so very much, Jan. You're always so encouraging. Hugs!
Davey Avatar
May 14, 2017 at 5:32 AM
This is amazing and oh how it tugs at your heart! Beautifully written and congrats on your top finish.
Lane Avatar
May 14, 2017 at 9:13 AM
Thank you very much, Brian. I left you a comment on your winning write..congratulations.
White Avatar
May 14, 2017 at 1:14 AM
This blows me away Lin. So beautiful. Free Verse, but what you said to me once, I say to you now: wonderful and intricate internal rhyme. Congratulations on top win!
Lane Avatar
May 14, 2017 at 9:12 AM
I appreciate your sentiments, Darren, and thank you for returning the favor of noticing the rhyme scheme.
Marcum Wong Avatar
May 13, 2017 at 10:59 PM
Wow...this is just wonderful Lin! I love the internal rhyme and how smoothly your lines flow from line to line and from stanza to stanza. You captured the loss in such an original creative way! Congratulations on a well-deserved first place Lin.7 ; )
Lane Avatar
May 14, 2017 at 9:11 AM
Thanks ever so much, Connie. Your kind comments are so wonderful to read. This one was hard to write, and I had to walk away in the middle of it.
Parker Avatar
May 13, 2017 at 10:13 PM
congratulations on your win, a heart wrenching picture you painted
Lane Avatar
May 14, 2017 at 9:10 AM
Thank you, Frederic. It was painted from memory...sad ones.
Inman Avatar
May 13, 2017 at 9:45 PM
Sad one Lin and a very unique rhyme scheme. Very well done.
Lane Avatar
May 14, 2017 at 9:10 AM
Thank you very much, James, for the comment and for noticing the rhyme scheme. I just read your great poem for this one. It's fantastic.
Warrior Avatar
May 13, 2017 at 6:26 PM
I'll hand you one of my tears Lin if that helps...Congrats on first place my friend...hope all is well...all the best...^WW^
Lane Avatar
May 14, 2017 at 9:09 AM
I just read your poem for the contest, ^WW^. We'll share our tears. Thank you very much, and all is well.
Hamilton Avatar
May 13, 2017 at 5:45 PM
Congratulations Lin on a great poem, really touching. A stand alone first place!
Lane Avatar
May 14, 2017 at 9:08 AM
Thank you very much, John. I'm honored with the placement.
Truth-Teller Avatar
May 13, 2017 at 3:36 PM
Sad dear poet
Lane Avatar
May 14, 2017 at 9:07 AM
Thank you for your empathy, Truth-Teller.
Turner Avatar
May 13, 2017 at 8:17 AM
Wasn't it Shakespeare who said,"Parting is such sweet sorrow" A very sad poem, Lin. Nice to see you again:)
Lane Avatar
May 13, 2017 at 8:43 AM
It was Shakespeare and it's from Romeo and Juliet. I fail to see anything sweet about sorrow of any sort. Tis a very sad poem, Danny. Thanks for reading me and the 'sweet' comments. Nice to see you as well, and hope that you're doing ever so much better. Hugs.
Allison Avatar
May 12, 2017 at 12:44 PM
Heartache and pain pour from every line lin. I am so lucky not to have suffered a break up of a relationship as painful as this but I know there will be many who can relate:-( hugs Jan xx 7
Lane Avatar
May 12, 2017 at 1:02 PM
Thanks, Jan. I'm glad that you've never felt that kind of pain.
Smith Avatar
May 12, 2017 at 10:42 AM
Achingly beautiful Lin...it is a scene I have lived. I better go cut some onions.
Lane Avatar
May 12, 2017 at 1:00 PM
Then you and l share the same heartbreak, Tim. It's a true story. Thank you, dear friend.
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