Storm–dVerse Meeting the Bar


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Storm

Walking alone ‘neath rainy skies and tasting all
the moods and colors of broken clouds and of the
dewy flowers and green, green grass shimmering
in partial bursts of ragged sunlight, I probe heart-stabbing
loneliness, empty shrouded mists of useless questions.
Succumbing now, I wonder why you went away without
a word, without a reason. But still I find no answers.

A Golden Shovel Poem, in which the last word of each line is drawn from a line in Mary Oliver’s poem, Hummingbird, published in “Owls and Other Fantasies.” And that’s the prompt today for dVerse Meeting the Bar where we hope to meet you.

 

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22 thoughts on “Storm–dVerse Meeting the Bar

  1. PSC says:

    “tasting all the moods and colors of broken clouds”,
    “dewy flowers”, “grass shimmering”, “partial bursts of ragged sunlight” — these are beautiful, sensual & visual images — lovely!!

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  2. Glenn Buttkus says:

    Coming in late just makes me even more appreciative of your superb take on the prompt; lots of thought. Glad your protagonist is fiction.

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  3. Those times when we walk alone in nature do make us search all the harder. Oh, I’ve been there!

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  4. Patti says:

    Perfect expansion of the line in Oliver’s poem. It’s achingly sad, and a feeling I know well.

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  5. 5h2o says:

    Very nicely done — lovely, and sad.

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  6. Wonderful words at the end and to the end! Maybe we ask the wrong questions? And yes for real things perhaps there are no easy answers. Beautifully expressed.

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  7. lillian says:

    ” tasting all the moods and colors of broken clouds…” This entire piece is beautiful — this is my favorite line. So very well done. And of course, I adore Mary Oliver.

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  8. kaykuala h says:

    I wonder why you went away without
    a word, without a reason.
    But still I find no answers.

    Life comes with mysterious episodes that are depressing. What more can be depressing than the vagaries of the weather that can impose lots of stress? Yes, Victoria, it is difficult to get good answers!

    Hank

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  9. kim881 says:

    Such stunning imagery, Victoria: ‘tasting all
    the moods and colors of broken clouds and of the
    dewy flowers and green, green grass shimmering
    in partial bursts of ragged sunlight’.

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  10. I find that questions like this has no real answers, or worse the answers are easy, but cannot be understood… The image of the dark clouds are used so well here.

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  11. Bryan Ens says:

    Wonderful expansion of the line. Heartbreaking question.

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  12. kanzensakura says:

    You took the line and expanded it so beautifully. Moods of the clouds – that line is going to stay with me. Indeed, that leaving often has no explanation and it becomes the eternal question of our heart.

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  13. Candy says:

    this has such a forlorn feel

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  14. Bodhirose says:

    Many times people are enigmas…even those we think we know best. I love the moodiness in this, Victoria…you set the tone so well with the line you chose.

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  15. Fortunately “she” is fictional in this poem–but our weather inspired this mood.

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  16. empty shrouded mists of useless questions……… I’ve had some of those before. This is a beautiful treatment of Oliver’s line.

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  17. The end words bring this all together and are enhanced by your words, Victoria. A beautiful adaptation of form.

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  18. Beautiful. You’ve expanded so poignantly on the original line.

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  19. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    the moods and colors of broken clouds.. sigh.. such a poignant image but oh so vivid. Often we do not find the answers to our questions. Beautifully written 🙂

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  20. Mary says:

    I love the lines you chose from Mary Oliver, Victoria. And indeed sometimes, as hard as we try, we cannot find answers to our heart-felt questions.

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  21. whimsygizmo says:

    Victoria, I am so taken with this:
    “tasting all
    the moods and colors of broken clouds”

    This is a gorgeous use of the form. A sad and searching piece.

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  22. ghostmmnc says:

    Sounds like a pretty lonely person. Very good with the descriptive lines, especially liked the moods of the clouds. 🙂

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