Monday, June 11, 2012

Gypsy's Prayer

Let the wind whip my face
so the tears won't show --
let the sea shower droplets
as thick as snow --
as I tear past the craggy crests
wrapped in torn cape,
love's tapestry shredded
in hasty escape.   

5 comments:

patience and the prodigal said...

Why dont we all try to turn the torn cape into the "Cape of good hope". As they say in Ireland, "You might as well sing grief as cry it".A novella in a sentence, in a phrase. Madam, you surpass yourself!Your written word will last.

Turquoise said...

"Sing grief" -- oh, yes. Thank you for reading my gypsy.

Turquoise said...

Author's addition August 4, 2012:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PiGmARRtWG0

"Sourp Tiramer" ("Holy Mother Of The Lord") - Armenian modern composition

Turquoise said...

Author's note 10/12/12: One doesn't need to know the words of a song in order to respond to its sound . . . The sound of this music (see copy/paste-link above) happens to express "Gypsy's Prayer" perfectly.

Turquoise said...

This poem and my subsequent two "Gypsy" poems do not allude to any genocide, including the genocide of abortion. Nothing about these poems has any relation whatsoever to the topics of genocide, war, pregnancy, childbirth, or abortion.

~ Turquoise

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