Her Frightening Impulse

Within her mind suicidal thoughts fester
Would she have the strength to continue?

With unfaithful love from a jester
Inside her mind suicidal thoughts test her
With love our good Lord had not blessed her
Collecting her thoughts, she just walked away blue

Within her mind suicidal thoughts fester
Would she have the strength to continue?


For Nette's "In the Afterglow" contest
by Carolyn Devonshire
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Cooke Avatar
August 15, 2011 at 4:56 PM
suicide always makes a good write, i like this,
Horne Avatar
August 15, 2011 at 2:29 PM
Love this powerful write, my friend. Many congratulations on all your wins : ) Yes, Fate was about my gran and granddad. I saw a documentary several years ago about the Ice Man - I think he was found in Switzerland - and they found out so much about him and his lifestyle.
Beck Avatar
August 15, 2011 at 1:35 PM
There's always a horrible fascination when there is suicide spoken of...you have caught it right here Carolyn.....well done and congratulations
Susan Avatar
August 15, 2011 at 12:21 PM
Congratulations on your win! I really like your phrase "suicidal thoughts fester" :)
Brown Avatar
August 15, 2011 at 10:47 AM
Congratulations on your well deserved placement in Nette's "In The Afterglow" contest Carolyn. Love, Carol
Mehta Avatar
August 14, 2011 at 8:39 PM
Congratulations on the win in the contest of nette,Carolyn
Guzzi Avatar
August 14, 2011 at 7:49 PM
a real posibilty for what she could have been thinking before during & after...congrad's on your win. light & love
Johnson Avatar
August 14, 2011 at 7:43 PM
thoughts n dreams do intertwine, suicide might kill ya all the time, dinna do it its a paltry crime, get the bitch in happy mode:)
Freeman Avatar
August 14, 2011 at 5:54 PM
Quite the unique take, Carolyn. Congratulations on your worthy poem presentation. Agape, Moses
Song Avatar
August 11, 2011 at 1:37 PM
EWWWWWWW!!! Awwwwww! So nice an accompaniment to the picture, Carolyn. You had her suicidal, I thot of her as drug overdosing. Please read my poem United As One that I wrote for your contest and forgot to enter. :( It's just fun to write again after these few months away. Hope u are havin a great day. Gwendolen
Richards Avatar
August 10, 2011 at 10:22 AM
We saw the same theme in that photo, Carolyn,.....such a sad theme, from where poetry sometimes comes....and you have nailed it with this heartwrenching poem. Great poem, and much luck in Nette's contest! (thanks again so much for your soupmails!!)
Ball Avatar
August 9, 2011 at 12:42 PM
This is sad my friend but if she commits suidcide the enemy wns. Be strong out of sheer spite and drive him nuts. A man like that feels good about himself when he has a woman grieving over him. She should stop caring out of self preserrvation and gain some self esteem herself. It would really make him upset. ;) Good write. God Bless, JB
Culverhouse Avatar
August 9, 2011 at 9:11 AM
sad.....hope you are feeling better!!
Poet Avatar
August 9, 2011 at 4:55 AM
Please check the form of Triolet Carolyn...1st ,4th and 7th lines should be same.
Foulk Avatar
August 8, 2011 at 3:11 PM
yes a very stunning piece you wrote, good luck in contest. thank you commenting on Under the Stars and for your concern for my back, i know but i feel i have to comment pain or no pain, but it is hard, i have been on here a while and my back is killing me so have to get off the internet, have a good day and thank you for your support.
Neels Avatar
August 8, 2011 at 3:01 PM
Stunning entry Carolyn, I enjoyed this one. I think we all had our own battles with unfaithfulness in our lives.. It all depends on how we deal with it.. Good luck for Nette's contest.. love Wilma
Johnson Avatar
August 8, 2011 at 2:17 PM
Oh I hope she realizes that jester wasn't worth her love and finds joy again. These contests really work our minds and talents. Good luck Carolyn. We are still getting summer in bits and pieces. We are promised sun this afternoon but the house is so cold I was thinking of turning on the furnace. This will be the famous summer that wasn't here in the North West. Thanks for still reading and commenting. Love, Joyce
B Avatar
August 8, 2011 at 12:47 PM
An excellent entry Mrs. Carolyn, a beautiful triolet that begs many questions, gotta hate those jesters! Good luck in the contest.
Horne Avatar
August 8, 2011 at 11:33 AM
Lovely triolet, my friend. I hope there was 'light at the end of the tunnel' for her, LOL
Dietrich Avatar
August 8, 2011 at 9:06 AM
HI, Carolyn, I think our own feelings of helplessness come thru sometimes and I can relate to this one! I made mine pure fantasy!! WAy to do a triolet! Luv, Andrea
Wesley Avatar
August 7, 2011 at 10:35 PM
Has a lovely glow Carolyn, I enjoyed and wish you a super win in the contest.
Dufresne Avatar
August 7, 2011 at 10:10 PM
So simple and apt for the picture now that I read this imaginative write, Carolyn. A powerful form for these thoughts and words, isn't it? Very very well done. Lookin to see it at the top. Most goodestest poem i've seen for the contest....wellest .. gooderest ...mostest besterest begooderwellerestest goo .... right decent poem! I just gotta get to bed! G'nite {; O
Locksley Avatar
August 7, 2011 at 5:32 PM
That's the same thing that came to my mind when I saw the photograph. Here she was sitting on railroad tracks looking pensive. Good luck in Nette's contest! Best to you, Diane
Falotico Avatar
August 7, 2011 at 4:53 PM
Amazing piece Carolyn... form is a template for all... catching up on all after crazy week at work and with his site..hope your well ...love Michael
Ross Jr. Avatar
August 7, 2011 at 4:08 PM
Beautiful write lovely Lady....with love...old Jack.........good luck on contest
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