I'm reading this book, The Lost Wife by Alyson Richman.
"In pre-war Prague, the dreams of two young lovers are shattered when
they are separated by the Nazi invasion. Then, decades later, thousands
of miles away in New York, there's an inescapable glance of recognition
between two strangers. Providence is giving Lenka and Josef one more
chance."
mis·cre·ant (m




n.
1. An evildoer; a villain.
2. An infidel; a heretic
I decided to combine the two prompts and see where it would take me.
dots of melancholy convey the sadness
pupils retract
puzzles of disconnect
puddle the pigments I have painted
our hands like stars in destiny's sky
You took my breathe away
you were like a long branch of light
and I your shadow
we were enraptured from our beginning
the delicate threads of us
soon unraveled
you lost on a sea of medical
expectations
Me, adrift in my world of family
palpable sadness like ghosts filled our world
fragile like glass beads
shattered dreams n' hopes brought on
by a miscreant
like weathered copper
he stole everyone's shine and filled
the world with hate.
lost souls
separated by oceans
our feelings swim, but the current
sweeps us away
Fated elegance and time
gives us a second chance~
I loved the way you conveyed, in brief, the plot of the book through your poem. Some wonderful alliterative phrasings such as:
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puzzles of disconnect
puddle the pigments I have painted
And the ending...nice. It would be nice if there really WERE 'second chances' on a regular basis!
This is great! You have such depth to your writing. You have such a great use of similes in this to help create the overall mood.
ReplyDeleteAhh... this is wonderful, Ella. I haven't read that book yet, but now I want to. I love:
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palpable sadness like ghosts filled our world
Ella, this is fantastic! I was swept away by your beautiful words. So many wonderful images to tell this story-the delicate threads of us soon unraveled... also loved the pupils retract stanza, a perfect way to convey that hit of emotion. :-)
ReplyDeleteAck! I just gave that book, The Lost Wife, to Zenny. I should have read it first!!! Your poem is wonderful. Especially love "our hands like stars in destiny's sky". Wow.
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Just a beautiful pairing of words!
You certainly nailed the word "miscreant" and slipped it right into the middle of your lovely poem, Ella. A good write!
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So beautifully sad! Will definitely be adding this book to my list...
ReplyDeleteThank you Mary....it is sad, but there are moments ;D
ReplyDeleteKay-Thank you! I'll be by to see what you have been up to! :D
Margaret-Thank you! It is quite a book...makes one think~ ;D
Sherry-I'm sure she will give it back, when she is done! so odd,...whoa! Thank you!
SaraV-Thank you! There are so many gorgeous views so far in this book! :D I think you would like it!
Laurie-It has sad and happy moments, like the roller coaster of life~
razzamadazzle-Thank you, the prose in this book is so poetic! :D
Mary-Thank you! You are so right...life should be just like that :D
I like that idea~
Such a wonderful pairing...it is sad and beautiful...I love the last line...faded elegance and time gives us a second chance.
ReplyDeleteHi Susie, Thank you! I think we all deserve a second and third chance~
ReplyDeleteLife sometimes redirects us...I know you know this~ I too have been detoured and redirected! This book is sad n' beautiful and has hope scattered through out~ We all need hope :D @>------