Harken, is it darkness?

it was

a day in the sun,

warm and windy,

a spring in the step

of nature’s

and mine.

we whistled,

the western wind

and a breezy me,

nudging new leaves

into nascent flutter,

matching the pace

of my own heart.


why did

the wind die?

the sun set?

the leaves fray

into brown filigree?

a strange concinnity

with my hushed heart,

leaden with words,

hollow now,


without you

caressing them

in quiet


P.S: Linked to Trifecta Writing Challenge (http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2012/11/trifecta-week-fifty-three.html)

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20 Responses to Harken, is it darkness?

  1. snhnair says:

    Beautiful, yet again !

  2. Draug419 says:

    Oh, I love the contrast of the bright, breeziness and then the encroaching, cold darkness (:

  3. So beautiful. A strange concinnity with my hushed heart – I love that. It sings.

  4. I like the idea of being leaden with words. It’s such a great descriptor of how some words sit heavy inside.

  5. the leaves fray into brown filigree – what a lovely image.
    Also, way to use concinnity!

  6. jannatwrites says:

    You write beautiful poetry. Sometimes our emotions do run like the seasons.

  7. lauramccain says:

    I like that western wind and breezy me.

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