For Poets United Thursday Think Tank prompt #57: Loneliness
In a dream, I stood
in swirling mist,
naked and alone.
Then saw my right hand
clasped in hand
of another woman
who stood naked and alone,
right hand clasped by another…
So on it went,
this line of descent,
darkness of time
to that time
when first woman stood
naked and alone,
yearning for another woman
to talk to.
Did not awaken sad, lonely.
Each must feel that certain
emptiness, price to be paid
for seeking the right
to dare to express
what abides deep within,
lies waiting to be found
in fertile ground of aloneness.
To touch ones own translucence,
to dance with that shy wild
entity is a gift, treasure
without price in knowing.
Hers is the hand that clasps
my own, and we are whole
together. She wears my face,
calls me by secret name,
and I call her, Soul.
Elizabeth Crawford 7/14/11
Process Notes: When I saw the prompt for today, several things danced through my head. An old poem that anchors a chapbook titled Singing Over The Bones, and was published in 2002. It centers around women’s myths and legends. Took it out and reread it. Then actually reshaped it and it became part I of this current piece. I had always thought there was more to it. Today the more came in the form of the second part of this writing. There is a third part, posted on this site in April of this last year. It was also written a while back and can be found here:
It is titled All One, and can be found at the end of that day’s posting. I love it when the bits and pieces finally find one another and connect.
Ahhhh, this is so beautiful. It almost dances across the page.
I do believe we are all connected through what we call our soul or our spririt. Whatever it is that gives us that feeling of universal love and ‘one-ness’
Lovely, lovely read.
Thank you Daydreamertoo, having, like everyone, struggled with loneliness, I have come to find both acceptance and peace in my chosen solitude. It took a while, but then most things of any value, usually do.
I get such a sense of yearning from this piece… as if the character feels incomplete in some way. Lovely.
Hi Kim. Not sure I understand your comment, or how you came to it. But certainly am glad you took the time to read and visit, thank you.
I agree… it captures the essence of who we are in such a melodious, intimate way.
Laurie, thank you for your very generous words. One of the reasons I like poetry is because it also engages my life-long love of melody and harmony.
This is really fantastic, Elizabeth – it really speaks to me. I love your notes on how it came together. Best thing I’ve read today! (I am too tired to write today, cleaning every day this week, sleeping every time I stop moving!)
Sherry, you certainly made up for it when your wrote about your neighbor’s sorrow. Thank you, my friend for your enthusiasm and support,
This is beautiful, Elizabeth. I loved the flow of the words, magical and mystical. And then the ending…soul. I heard myself saying YES!
That’s wonderful to hear Mary. You just made my day, thank you,
This is lovely and mystical. I really enjoyed it.
Glad that you did, Mama Zen. Hmmm…mystical, I kinda like that, thanks,
Most beautiful! You are woman and so am I, perhaps the soul we share…
Annell, somehow recognizing ones own soul, allows us to see that connection to all other living things. Thank you for understanding,
You have captured a myth.
And as with all myths, there’s more than a bit of truth at its center. Thanks for the visit Ollie,
Beautifully said, Elizabeth. I remember the poem you wrote about ‘aloneness’. Nice one.
Pamela, these three pieces, written separately and at very different times, mean a great deal to me and how I view my world. Thanks for remembering,
aaah, I loved it; I could so relate to the journey of your words and the true essence you shared~
So expressive and wonderful!
Thanks Ella, I really enjoyed your multi-layered unfolding of loneliness as well,
Yowzers, great write! Soul. Very kool and extremely talented.
Thank you very much, Henry, for your generous words. I liked your take on orange, very different from my own, yet quite understandable.
Elizabeth this is so beautiful! and what a wonderful entry for this prompt. 🙂
Thanks Susannah, we seem to have an over abundance of negative connotations for the word loneliness. I deliberately wanted to take it elsewhere, out of that box of immediate reaction. I’m sure that’s what prompted me toward the first part of this piece. I’m so glad I did.