Wandering among granite and wrought iron walls
Tracing epitaphs etched, dates neglected
Wrapped in lingering sorrow like prayer shawlsAs charms on a bracelets, souls Death collected
Trinkets meant to amuse and entertain
No more precious than bits of bone dissectedYet each cherished in a heart, love doth sustain
Relics kept secret even from the grave
Beloved and mourned, still Death cannot deignAshes to ashes, dust to dust, earth tombs enslave
Flying free, spirits soar away from bonds held tight
Beyond granite stones, time and space forgave
Trifecta, a weekly one-word prompt, challenges writers to use that word in its third definition form, using no less than 33 words or no more than 333. The week’s prompt is: Death [noun \ˈdeth\] 3: capitalized : the destroyer of life represented usually as a skeleton with a scythe
Also submitted to WordPress Weekly Challenge. This week the theme is “Now for Something Completely Different.” Participants were asked to step outside of their comfort zone. While I post Americanized haiku regularly, I don’t typically write other styles of poetry, especially ones that rhyme.
This form, Tezra Rima, a poem written with 10-11 syllable lines, is arranged in three-lined tercets with the rhyming pattern of A-B-A, B-C-B, C-D-C, D-E-D.
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Beautiful words! I agree with Patti. You should write this way more often!
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That line about Death collecting trinkets like charms on a bracelet. Chilling 🙂
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This is gorgeous. If you hadn’t boldened Death, I wouldn’t have noticed it placed. This is eerie but poetic and well done.
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Beautiful – I love the reference to charms. I, too, thought you were quoting at first. Terrific writing.
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Very nicely done. Terza Rima can be a fun form, and you portrayed Death amazingly.
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Really nice stuff, well done.
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This is the most elegant of the Trifecta Death poems I’ve encountered so far. There is such emotion, yet you are careful in picking your words. The concept of earthbound bodies and souls flying appeals to me. It’s how I think of death. Given the subject matter, this may seem like an odd comment, but it’s really lovely. Amy (and here is mine)
http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/10/09/psych-ward-visitor/
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I spent the first minute or so realizing that this wasn’t a quotation – the doth had me totally convinced that you were referring to something famous. Extremely well done.
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I like the idea of Death collecting souls like trinkets 😀 Very cool.
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Outside your comfort zone is a place you should visit more often. This is awesome, Tara.
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