I found my heart within a dream
It lay there dry and barren, it seemed
Awash with pain, destroyed by strife
Faded and weak, yet still pumping life
Yesterday the blood pumped red
Today you no longer share my bed
Red is replaced by the depression of grey
Laundry water flows through my veins today
It lay there dry and barren, it seemed
Awash with pain, destroyed by strife
Faded and weak, yet still pumping life
Yesterday the blood pumped red
Today you no longer share my bed
Red is replaced by the depression of grey
Laundry water flows through my veins today
© 2010 by Maureen Newman. All rights reserved.
Written in response to a prompt from Sunday Scribblings.
It's amazing how many huge differences in lives are brought about by the doings of a day. You've written a beautiful case in point.
ReplyDeleteThe "grey laundry water" paints such a vivid description here. I love your folk art painting. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteFantastic... So much emotion in such a succint package. Great depth here.
ReplyDeleteSuch a powerful piece...'today you no longer share my bed...laundry water flows through my veins today'. So much said in just a few words.
ReplyDeletewonderfully said in a few selected words
ReplyDeletesmart take.
ReplyDelete"Red is replaced by the depression of grey
ReplyDeleteLaundry water flows through my veins today"
So poignant, but powerful too.
Nice writing!
Beautifully written! xo
ReplyDeletevery brilliant metaphor.
ReplyDeleteenjoyed your divine talent here...
I have an entry:
http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/11/21/sunday-160-sunday-keeps-me-busy/
Happy Sunday!
sadness written so well.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and striking.
ReplyDeleteHi Maureen, sorry for the late comment. I saw Amy's comment on the Sunday Scribbling's page and had to seek out'Laundry water flows through my veins today' - as Amy said, just a wonderful turn of phrase..Jae
ReplyDeleteI can feel the sadness. This was beautifully written and expressed.
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