20 May 2012

Unmoored

His sudden death sheered
her mooring, blew her
to a wholly foreign place, clipped
from self, trimmed
from all she knew
to somehow cut
a new path in some
unknown
unwanted way.

Posted in response to Karin's: Poetics: Tools of the Trade (Verbs- all) over at dVerse Poets Pub. Check it out.

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    1. From you that's high praise, Sally, given the topic.

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  2. Excellent. "A new path in some unknown unwanted way."

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  3. oo nice...the sailing or shipping textures really play well in this...the sudden death of a loved one would certainly unmoor and make one struggle to find a new way and feel like a foreign land...

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    1. I see why you say sailing but, really, I was using verbs from hair dressing in a way to take such divergent worlds and use one to reinvigorate the other.

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  4. Wow! A wonderful way to describe a loss.

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    1. Thanks, Rosaria. It's what we all share eventually.

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  5. Very powerful and very human. The verbs make a very succinct and powerful metaphor here. Well done but oh so sad. k.

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    1. I liked this use of the verbs from one trade to explore something else altogether.

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  6. So well done, Mary. I think you've connected with your inner poet.

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  7. Lovely piece, Mary. So very descriptive of loss and that unconnected feeling that arises with it. Se VERY well done.

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  8. I love it....a very positive and life affirming way of looking at life ~

    Happy day to you ~

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    1. It's part of all our lives at some point.

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  9. This is Life: to find wind when everything stops, and shifts. Such a lovely piece, Mary.

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    1. Yes, Ruth, we always have the wind, the breath, the spirit.

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