Spoken Word

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Spoken Word

Beneath billowy clouds
We lay together on a red tartan blanket
Sated from our picnic lunch
The warmth of sun on skin
and sweet summer wine on lips
Wildflowers he picked and carefully
threaded into my hair
Heady, hypnotic moments
As butterflies danced
and dragonflies hovered
All in the golden afternoon

I hear the three voices
Loud and clear
His, speaking of his love for me
Mine, repeating his words back
but inaudibly so he would not hear
Then that of my conscience
as always, keeping me silent 
and so his words will remain
just echoes in my mind
and the events of this day
only memories


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Sanaa is hosting D'Verse Poets and has prompted us with choosing three
Lewis Carroll poems from the list she provided and weave them into a poem
of our own.  I chose:

Echoes
The Three Voices

All in the Golden Afternoon

Published by Christine Bolton

I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose. Thanks for checking it out. Christine

22 thoughts on “Spoken Word”

  2. just echoes in my mind
    and the events of this day
    only memories

    Love your close Christine. It’s a classic anti-climax to the earlier stanzas!

    Hank

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    1. Thanks Punam. This was one where I really didn’t know where I was going with the prompt’s poem titles 😦 I’m happy it worked 👍❤️

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  5. This is absolutely STUNNING, Christine 😀 I love the stream of consciousness flowing in this poem especially; “Wildflowers he picked and carefully/Threaded Into my hair/Heady, hypnotic moments/As butterflies danced.” You made my day! Thank you so much for writing to the prompt 💝💝💝💝

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    1. Thank you so much Sanaa. You made it easy fr us with your lovely prompts. ☺️❤️

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  9. but inaudibly so he would not hear
    Then that of my conscience
    as always, keeping me silent

    Very realistic, but it makes me want to shout – no – don’t stay quiet!

    -David

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