For Sunday Whirl: Wordle #40
Ashen faced sisters scatter,
like so many shattered shards
of crushed glass vase.
They do not lack knack
of knowing, whispering charms
to keep them safe, propelled
by instincts that urge them
Scalded by graphic bits
of tragic story, they run,
each one carrying within
the ancient oath that binds
them always, one to another.
Elizabeth Crawford 1/22/12
Ah, how wonderful to see you. I hope you are again dancing to your inner music.
Elizabeth, it is splendid to see you! You have been missed dear lady. This is a lovely poem.
A wonderfully powerful poem…..the ashen-faced sisters, scattering……I am SO HAPPY to see you. Yes, you have been much missed.
Oh, the sisters sound like they have quite a story that they could weave. You whetted our appetite in this poem. Yes, so glad to see you back, Elizabeth.
Elizabeth- I love the opening image… “the ancient oath that binds
them always, one to another”… mysterious indeed.
A powerful oath indeed. Welcome back Elizabeth!
I liked this even though i thought it could have been fleshed out some more. I’d like to see where you could take this if you expanded it.
Elizabeth, I’m so glad to see you back – here and wordling. Your poem is splendid, atmospheric, assonant, and very very clever.
I liked this very much, it inspires more reading as it hints at layers of story to be found within it. I especially liked how you used “lack” and “knack” next to one another.
Good to see you again. x
I like the sounds of this, big time. You’ve given it some nice, hard edges (graphic bits)
Love it, it reminds me of Practical Magic by Alice Hoffman
I will add my “good to see you” along with the others’ — Happy New Year of Poeming! 😉
I loved this! With a title like “Mystery,” I felt it gave enough information to make me wonder…and ponder. My mind spun several different directions, painting pictures of the sisters this could be.
Elizabeth, great title. I like the mystery of the poem, how the women are broken, scattering, and yet bound together.
Perhaps we are “parade followers.” Well done, I like the piece very much…
So sorry I missed this poem until today. You are a lovely writer, Elizabeth, I miss your gentle spirit. Most of all, though, I miss the wisdom of your words. The first stanza is stunning.