Wednesday, July 25, 2012

I Shouldn't Speak Of It - 3WW

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Each week, I post three words. You write something using the words.

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This week's words:

Cut; Endanger; Hazard


I Shouldn't Speak Of It

They say the unkind
cut will be the thing takes you
out of this fool's game,
will endanger us,
all of us, the deep hazard
lurking, a big cat
crouched at the thin edge
of the green forest thicket
of our last true hope.
It might be spoken
or barely whispered, tuneless
and fading in wan light
and yet I will know
that once you were really here
in all your beauty.

July 25, 2012 4:05 AM
Modified the last time 8:00 PM

16 comments:

  1. Nice... I especially like:

    It might be spoken
    or barely whispered, tuneless
    and fading in wan light

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  2. "a big cat
    crouched at the thin edge
    of the green forest thicket"

    Nicely written, and excellent use of this weeks words.

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  3. At the end perhaps is where we find the one..the thing..that keeps us breathing..in that sense maybe it is truly beautiful..full of life..just like the gorgeous greenery..which looks like a hopeful place to wait..jae

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  4. The true hazard, an unkind cut. Such a fine line, as I find sometimes the hazard to self is being unable to wield the knife when necessary. We cannot always be kind. Well I suppose we can try...put the kindest hurtful words together into a constructive sentence. Anyway....I hold too much in for fear of inflicting wounds. In the end, I took the pound of flesh from myself instead over and over again.

    Hey, I really like that cottage. I would so live there!!!

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  5. there is a sadness here and yet I felt a bit of peace at the end.

    quite beautiful.

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  6. Yes, this truly beautiful. The picture told us so much too, Hobbit like, yet were they shrimping nets leaning against the entrance? An utter delight.

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  7. I love the peaceful memory of knowing 'you' were truly there. What a delicate way of letting go.

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  8. Some things are so fragile or special, that to speak them aloud seems to diminish their beauty...

    Very well written!

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  9. Love this poem, especially the line "a big cat
    crouched at the thin edge" , how often I feel like that. Enjoyed it very much

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  10. I caught errors and finally was forced to revise. I hope the poem is improved. I will not accept poor English or typos as part of my word and syllable count. Thank you for your kindnesses with this poem, which I personally find one of my favorites.

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  11. I'm so glad to have found you at ABC! This is a beautiful poem, filled with open-ended interpretation (the big cat), and the last two lines were perfect. Loved this so much. Peace, Amy
    http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/07/27/bleed-warning-precedes-poem/

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  12. is world war III being waged right now in many different cloaks, indifference, focus on consumerism and profit, environmental devastation, disbelief and rejection of mortality? it hasn't come to a head yet but we are dangerously close to the precipice.

    xo
    erin

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  13. It is one way we could express our dismay. There are many who are perfectly willing to kill the rest of us to prove they are right.

    Lately I have tended to think the planet is fighting back and global warming is the planet responding rather than it being caused by us. I think the scale of payback is much larger than the human cause and is an attitude expressed by Mother Earth who has had enough.

    She moves slower but also much faster than is easy for us to understand. Thus the surprising recent loss of the Greenland ice.

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  14. I loved the last too lines immensely... In spite of all the sadness, i could feel the peace at the end... :) brilliant..

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