
Water
Every evening when the sun hangs low I go to the river’s edge to reminisce and cry It is there that we would sit and talk about anything and everything I had been besotted with her Since she has been lost to me Time has passed slowly And memories stay vivid Grateful, I sit and dream of how it might have been Before she disappeared without a trace I had loved her deeply Asking for her to marry me but she had resisted over and over Making excuses, needing time to think She had visited less after that day Avoiding me most likely I became despondent and sad Imploring her to come for a swim Just one more time I begged She reluctantly agreed and was a wary of me I did not pay much heed Once we were in the water I begged her marry me, please! She ignored my pleading I placed my hands on her shoulders pushing her down Holding her under the water Until she drowned Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Ingrid is guest host at D'Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us with Exploring the Narrative Voice. The challenge is to write a poem in the voice of a fictional character. It can be any character you like, and you can introduce it in your own voice if you choose (à la Coleridge, though I certainly wouldn’t insist on this) but the main body of the poem must be in the voice of your character. If you wish, you can write a dramatic monologue, such as My Last Duchess by Robert Browning; or create a spirit voice through whom your poem speaks, as in Stevie Smith’s The River God. The choice is yours: I want you to experiment with fiction in your poetry. I am presenting a reworked poem from 2018. I think it fits the prompt. Image by No-longer-here from Pixabay
Very well written Christine. It’s very dark story
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Thanks Sadje. The prompt was dark so I went with it 😧💕🌺
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You’re welcome 😉
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Surprise ending ❤️
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Thanks Paula. It was Macabre Night! ☺️
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Oh wow, Christine I was not expecting the twist! It’s so interesting how in some peoples’ minds love and murder go hand in hand!
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Thanks Lisa. Yes I agree although I couldn’t quite get the female to do the murdering! 😳👍
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You’re welcome 🙂
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This is so dark and sinister Christine! It fits the prompt perfectly, thank you 🙂 How unrequited love turns bitter and then deadly…
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Thank Ingrid. I am happy it worked ☺️
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Cool poem! It reminds me of the Neil Young song “Down By the River”
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Oh right Nick! I had completely forgotten about that song ☺️👍
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What a dark tale! It rushes along to the climax, drawing us along with your words. Well done.
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Thank you Beverly. I’m happy it worked ☺️💕🌺
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This is like a murder ballad… have you ever listened to Nick Cave’s record with the same time. This reminds me of “Where the Wild Roses Grow” were he sung duet with Kylie Minogue.
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No I did not know it but I just watched the video. Oh yes, most similar apart from the rock. Quite creepy really 😦
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Nicely done. Some guys just can’t handle rejection.
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Thanks Ron. Chilling isn’t it? 😦
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Dark!.
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Lol I know ☺️ the prompt called for it 😳😦
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How sad and tragic that ending. Like what was said, it was a twist in the story.
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Thank you Grace. Yes a deadly twist 😦
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This is incredibly dark and potent, Christine! I love how elegantly you have carried out the theme of love gone wrong 💝💝
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Thank you Sanaa. It’s fun to go to the dark side in our writing every now and again ☺️
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Excellent Christine, so well written! But very dark…
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Thanks so much Rob. Yes a little dark 😳☺️
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