Her Immortal Sadness

 
There is no drama in a robot’s day
Often, saw her through an open doorway,
practical and driven, and pre-programmed,
Simply staring, in  a shaft of filtered
sunlight – robotic and never choosing
her haloed hair and, sometimes anything-
including, how to walk or her expressions,
so often, I caught, a whiff of bourbon
 
We lose surprise in the predictable;
a bunch of red plastic roses on a
round table.  Always, I imagined that
she choked back tears but never saw them, and
she never moved position. We press the
buttons and  duties execute themselves
Was that a glimpse I caught of her immortal
sadness ? Mechanical, dependable-
a sodden handkerchief, wrung in tribute
to  a vanished, unforgettable love.
 
For Broken Wings – I Form
Iambic Pentameter
2/18/17

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 7/4/2017 8:55:00 AM
Oh my goodness! This is why I always miss your work when I stay away from this site for a while. Your choice of words and perfect blend of a cute message is beyond description. This is definitely good..
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Suzanne Delaney
Date: 7/7/2017 8:32:00 AM
Hi Funom: I appreciate your comment. Thanks for stopping by. This was a line for line blend of two seperate poems. It gives it a kind of detached feel, and I have used that technique with a few poems with good effect. Best, SuZ
Date: 3/25/2017 9:55:00 PM
Such an empathetic piece, Suzanne. Enjoyed your characterization very much. congrats on your win too.
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Date: 3/20/2017 3:05:00 PM
Suzanne congratulations on your win in my contest ~
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Suzanne Delaney
Date: 3/22/2017 7:21:00 AM
Hi Constance: I appreciate the honor. I have been enjoying your Forms competition. Hugs, SuZ
Date: 2/23/2017 10:59:00 AM
Creativity, flow , message, depth all make this gem a truly great poem! A true ten in my book.
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Date: 2/22/2017 3:23:00 AM
A deep write, Suz. Love the ending lines. Best wishes for the contest. T.J
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Date: 2/19/2017 6:59:00 PM
Suz, your writing is so eloquent here. Reminded me a bit of the STepford wives. Great way to do the theme, lady!! SEVEN
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Date: 2/19/2017 5:29:00 PM
very interesting take with a poem that captures the routine that love can become...good luck
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Date: 2/19/2017 12:42:00 PM
What a great take on the contest. I will congratulate you in advance.
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Date: 2/19/2017 12:17:00 PM
What a sad life to lead! Where is the joy of free movement, thought and expression? ~ So pleased to see your muse in action, Suz :) #7 Warm regards // paul
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Date: 2/19/2017 10:11:00 AM
Sometimes I get "caught" in automatic behavior, then something will come along and jerk me to reality. Loved your writing about it.
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Date: 2/19/2017 8:24:00 AM
ohh, the automatic rudiments of life and love when they become monotonous like preset responses... a deep write in a rhyme so fluid, suZ... lovely!..huggs
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Suzanne Delaney
Date: 2/22/2017 6:00:00 AM
Hi Nette: So lovely to see you and your beautiful comment. As always, SuZ