Monday, April 24, 2017

we stood still

we stood still by the river
waiting for you to appear
upon the hills
my heart waiting to burst
at the sight of you and
he was holding back
squeals of delight
but you never appeared
beyond the hills and
soon night encased us

"The lonesome river" by Greg Westfall
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- Written for dVerse Quadrille #31 "still".  Come join in on the fun.  


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11 comments:

  1. ✿April 24, 2017 at 8:02 PM

    This is very pretty, but so sad.

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  2. Paul John DearApril 24, 2017 at 8:14 PM

    Very sad.

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  3. WaltermarksApril 24, 2017 at 8:23 PM

    It builds to a crescendo of hope and then nosedives. Disappointments are hard to take.

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  4. lynn__April 24, 2017 at 8:39 PM

    Waiting for the moon? I sometimes wish for it's light, hidden behind clouds of night.

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  5. Sabio LantzApril 24, 2017 at 8:56 PM

    Ah, for a little less mystery -- but I must guess, moon?

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  6. GraceApril 24, 2017 at 9:12 PM

    How sad to wait...and then nothing ~ Maybe the next time?

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  7. purplepeninportland.comApril 24, 2017 at 11:30 PM

    Just like the moon to go into hiding. Lovely poem, Maria.

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  8. Frank HubenyApril 25, 2017 at 5:45 AM

    There is disappointment when what one expects does not happen and when that expectation is to see someone again that could make it even worse.

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  9. Arcadia MariaApril 25, 2017 at 8:12 AM

    Thank you everyone.

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  10. brudbergApril 25, 2017 at 2:03 PM

    Waiting in vain... but maybe there are other nights...

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  11. Sanaa RizviApril 26, 2017 at 3:21 PM

    Eloquent!

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