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
Bjorn hosts one last Open Link Night before our winter break. Please join us in linking any one poem of your choice at dVerse.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
/ December 15, 2016Indeed how can we ever explain the way a feeling wain… maybe it’s like water freezing… a formation of crust …
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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016Ha, that made me smile…a formation of crust, yes, maybe so!
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carob hush
/ December 15, 2016I really like the rhyme. The first stanza is my favorite.
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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016Many thanks, Carob!
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kim881
/ December 15, 2016That 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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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016Well, thank you, Kim…I guess it is! 🙂
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scotthastiepoet
/ December 15, 2016Great 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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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016Thank you, Scott, I appreciate that. You have a great Christmas too!
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Pleasant Street
/ December 15, 2016Love’s a languid mess…..
that’s going to be bouncing around my head for a little while
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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016I hope it doesn’t create too much havoc in there while it’s bouncing around but it’s true, sometimes love’s a mess!
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Victoria C. Slotto
/ December 15, 2016Wonderful 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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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016Thanks, 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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Grace
/ December 15, 2016How did it ever come to this….both are to blame I guess ~ Enjoyed the rhyming form Gayle ~
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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016Yes, usually it’s both…thanks, Grace.
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ZQ
/ December 15, 2016Sounds like a hit country song in the making 🙂
ZQ
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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016I rather like that idea…thank you, ZQ!
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ladynyo
/ December 15, 2016Provocative poem. And I also wonder…what happened? and how can it be fixed?
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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016I don’t know what happened and sometimes it can’t be fixed…best to get away from each other.
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ladynyo
/ December 17, 2016Agreed. Life is too short for this. I’ve been through it, too.
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thotpurge
/ December 15, 2016It just happens doesn’t it, it’s there a fiery flame and then suddenly nothing. Hard to explain!
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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016Yes, it just happens…maybe you finally realize that you don’t have much in common after all.
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Ayala
/ December 15, 2016Lovely piece. Have a wonderful holiday!
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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016Thank you, Ayala. I wish you a happy holiday!
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Kay
/ December 16, 2016Oh, this is so powerful! to be honest with oneself is often the hardest part.
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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016So true…many find that very difficult. Thanks for coming by, Kay.
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Kay
/ December 18, 2016My pleasure! 💜
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MarinaSofia
/ December 16, 2016Ouch, 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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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016Close to home for me too, MarinaSofia, more than once! And I’m very honored by your compliment…thanks so very much!
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lillian
/ December 16, 2016“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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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016Thank you, Lillian. Yes, it’s very difficult when we have to struggle to stay connected.
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Raivenne
/ December 16, 2016“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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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016Sometimes 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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Mish
/ December 16, 2016What a gorgeous example of the form (which I find very tricky).
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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016Thank you, Mish, yes, it was a little tricky for sure! I had to concentrate…
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Susan Anderson
/ December 17, 2016Reading 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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Bodhirose
/ December 17, 2016Congratulations to you, Susan, you are most fortunate! And thank you!
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kaykuala (@hankkaykuala)
/ December 25, 2016searching 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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Bodhirose
/ December 27, 2016No, there’s no need to blame or make excuses…sometimes the relationship has just run its course. Thank you, Hank!
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