Gray–dVerse Open Link Night


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Gray
He lay in silence. A fragile finch—
Its wings enfolding hollow chest.

Gray day, gray light casts gray on gray.
The room grew still.

Outside a mockingbird mocked
as life took flight on wings of silver.

Death ought not come
to such as this—a child.

 

Inspired by William Wordsworth (fictional) Lucy poems. Linked to dVerse Poet’s Open Link Night. You are invited to stop by and savor some wonderful poetry…bring one of your own! 

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24 thoughts on “Gray–dVerse Open Link Night

  1. […] Gray – dVerse Open Link Night (liv2write2day.wordpress.com) […]

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  2. lucychilil says:

    simply told
    achy sad

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  3. ayala says:

    Sad and heartbreaking . 😦

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  4. Ray Sharp says:

    a beautiful write, so deft your touch

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  5. How sad and how your words sing. 🙂

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  6. Laurie Kolp says:

    So touching, Victoria.

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  7. vivinfrance says:

    Exquisite, as Susan says. I really admire and envy your delicacy of touch in writing of sadness.

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  8. Cat Hill says:

    Wow… so powerful and captures the deep sadness of loss.

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  9. Tony says:

    Powerful writing, Victoria. So much emotion expressed with the maximum economy. Did you catch this poem, also about the death of a bird http://cathrynhill.blogspot.co.uk/2013/02/reality.html ?

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  10. A very sad poem, when an innocent dies nothing makes sense but yes beautiful in its simplicity.

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  11. my sympathy in your grieving…
    your poem captures the depth… if only there were no mocking bird.

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  12. claudia says:

    oh my… death is always tough but if a child has to go it’s double hard.. sensitively penned victoria…

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  13. Bodhirose says:

    I can just picture the child…small, gray, fragile as a little bird…what could be more tragic? Beautifully and tenderly described, Victoria.

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  14. This is very dear and sad beside very well written. One of my birds recently passed. I was mad and sad and cursed the bird for 30 minutes. I didn’t expect it. I thought I could count on the bird, having experienced too much of what you are writing about. A very good poem. One of my favs tonight.

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  15. Jamie Dedes says:

    How every sad, Victoria, but the poem is exquisite in its simplicity.

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  16. Victoria–here you have said it all by implying everything, giving us the bare bird-bones of grief. So well done. Prompts such a visceral response.

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  17. brian miller says:

    ugh…the death of a child is brutal…you softened the blow a bit with it being a bird…but even still…and the mockingbird…dang him….

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  18. No need to say more. A brief life and its end. Moving.

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  19. Rod E. Kok says:

    Tears. There are tears in my eyes. You have beautifully written this piece. Thank you.

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  20. Good Stuff. Gray; Very Powerful.
    As as your request, here’s the url for my submission for this week
    http://thekidadolfus.wordpress.com/2013/02/15/poem-of-the-week-13022013-writing-2/

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  21. Not a word wasted here. Beautifully sad and tragic.

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  22. Talon says:

    Beyond heartbreaking…

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  23. Mary says:

    Victoria, the death of a ‘youngster’ is always sad…. the picture will haunt me tonight. (Poor thing.) And your words tell the story well.

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