The
oneness, once torn
by
a spirit seeking
justice,
was lost.
He
chose and clutched
the
dagger offered;
she
found solace only
at
the bottom of the pool.
He
loved her less
than
the desire for revenge;
she
loved him more
than
the desire for life.
Only
in death could
oneness
be found.
This
poem is submitted for the painting prompt at Magpie Tales.
The painting is Ophelia by Odilion
Redon.
He loved her less
ReplyDeletethan the desire for revenge;
she loved him more
than the desire for life.
that sums it up well now doesnt it glynn....and interesting story it is...
I'm with Brian on this one - he chose the best stanza...lovely.
ReplyDeletePowerful.. very powerful.
ReplyDeleteStrong and on target.
ReplyDeleteYou have the heart of it right there, in the lines Brian quoted.
ReplyDeleteSo tragic, yet beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully and succinctly stated, Glynn. I enjoyed this summation of how their love unraveled. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteYou captured Ophelia - beautifully.
ReplyDeleteP.S. Please dump word verification.
Ah the juxtapositions come together as one...nice...
ReplyDelete13 lines say it all.
ReplyDeleteYou hold the magic Glynn.
There is beauty in tragedy. I loved this!
ReplyDeleteCompelling, moving, tragic . . .
ReplyDeleteBeautifully expressed, Glynn, and so powerful.
This is done so well ... so revealing.
ReplyDeleteHe loved her less
ReplyDeletethan the desire for revenge;
she loved him more
than the desire for life
Perfect summary, well done.
Anna :o]
And that's 'togetherness'?
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