All those times when (I) kept thoughts
to myself, not wishing to stir up…
to stir up…
because (you) kept your heart buried
deep within the folds of your tweed jacket
whilst wearing it
loud, pulsating, on your sleeve
Why did (we) not spill?
I must pay closer attention to d’Schedule! I do enjoy a Quadrille (and this is only the seond one I have written), and last night was Quadrille night over at dVerse. Still, it’s not too late to enter because Mr Linky is still in evidence 🙂
Here’s my entry. This week, we are invited to use the word ‘spill’, and I have written about the lengths we often go to, to protect other’s feelings, or to avoid dealing with things that are uncomfortable, or painful. When it’s too late, believe me, you regret not opening your mouth and letting the words out.
Please do head on over to the wonderful dVerse poets’ pub, rest awhile and read – or write!
Freya Writes... 
The Q runs all week, Freya! So glad to see yours here. I love it!
Thank you! I hate to miss launch night though! 🙂
So sad when we are unable to spill our feelings and thoughts to those we love, and receive theirs in return. There is pain in this.
I agree. I think many of us have been there.
It takes a bit of courage to stir things up sometimes, never knowing if it will turn out for good or bad. Hope there is a second chance for them to spill their true thoughts. 🙂
Indeed it does take courage, even knowing that their might not be a second chance. Thank you for reading and commenting!
Great piece, Freya! I’m curious to know the purpose of the parentheses? Also, is that you in the picture? 🙂
Thank you, Josslyn. Hmm, the parentheses were intended (in my head) to do two things – focus the readers’ attention on them and also, show that they could be interchangeable. I don’t often employ approaches like that!
And yes, that little girl is me – I’m somewhat older now! 😉
I LOVE the parentheses. I use them often, and found yours to be delightfully reminiscent of E.E. Cummings. I felt them embracing the (I) and the (you) into a (we). Wonderful.
And gorgeous photo!
Thank you so much! I might try a bit more of that kind of approach – and to be told something I have written is reminiscent to you of e.e. cummings is such a delight!
For me, first and foremost, poetry is playing with words. 🙂
So many thing we wish that we had said… afterwards it’s always late.
Absolutely.
I love the hidden heart, and the heart on the sleeve. I can’t bear it when people can’t communicate their feelings to each other. I hope they (you) make it…
Thank you, Sarah, I’m glad you enjoyed it!
I like this. The tweed jacket is a telling detail.
Thank you, Rosemary 🙂
I like this a lot. The heart on the sleeve and the hidden heart.
Thank you so much!