How to Explain

how to explain feelings that wane
when once they waxed in fiery flames
our breathing ragged gasps untamed
 
sweating bodies now arid strain
love’s a languid mess entangled
how did it come to be this stain
 
searching not where to lay the blame
how to explain feelings that wane

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  1. Indeed how can we ever explain the way a feeling wain… maybe it’s like water freezing… a formation of crust …

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  2. carob hush

     /  December 15, 2016

    I really like the rhyme. The first stanza is my favorite.

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  3. That is some stanza, Gayle!
    ‘sweating bodies now arid strain
    love’s a languid mess entangled
    how did it come to be this stain’

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  4. scotthastiepoet

     /  December 15, 2016

    Great Gayle – my favourite line: ‘how did it come to be this stain’ How I wish I’d written that!!
    Have a Great Christmas

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  5. Love’s a languid mess…..
    that’s going to be bouncing around my head for a little while

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  6. Wonderful use of the octain form that I just love and haven’t written in a while. And that of which you write…yep. That happens.

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    • Thanks, Victoria. I went looking for a form to jumpstart some inspiration and this was it. It’s a great form and thanks to you for introducing it to us all.

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  7. How did it ever come to this….both are to blame I guess ~ Enjoyed the rhyming form Gayle ~

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  8. Sounds like a hit country song in the making 🙂
    ZQ

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  9. Provocative poem. And I also wonder…what happened? and how can it be fixed?

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  10. It just happens doesn’t it, it’s there a fiery flame and then suddenly nothing. Hard to explain!

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  11. Lovely piece. Have a wonderful holiday!

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  12. Oh, this is so powerful! to be honest with oneself is often the hardest part.

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  13. Ouch, but close to home that! But very eloquently done – you are a mistress of poetic form, I bow down my head to thee!

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  14. “Love’s a languid mess entangled”. I really like this line in the midst of your words here. Feelings wax and wane — and sometimes so difficult when we do not match in these rhythms.

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  15. “sweating bodies now arid strain
    love’s a languid mess entangled
    how did it come to be this stain”

    It’s always hard to explain how or why love sometimes wanes, but you do when when it’s gone. Heartbreaking, yet beautifully done octain, Gayle.

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    • Sometimes it’s hard to explain and sometimes it’s crystal clear, either way maybe it’s just not meant to last our lifetime. Thank you for your compliment, Raivenne.

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  16. What a gorgeous example of the form (which I find very tricky).

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  17. Reading this, I am feeling grateful that it is my 44th wedding anniversary today and the love has not waned. Great use of the form!

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  18. searching not where to lay the blame
    how to explain feelings that wane

    Need not blame nor find excuses, the best policy! Rightly so Gayle!

    Hank

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