Tuesday, March 13, 2012

In Song for Love Gone Deep (Poem)

In Song for Love Gone Deep

You carry blues off
a beat, out of synch,
still apron-stringed-tied,
labored in song
for love gone deep
in your wintering eyes.

© 2012 Maureen E. Doallas

20 comments:

Steve Gravano said...

Reminds me of my mom. She cares for my ailing dad. Beautiful

Hannah Stephenson said...

Your timing in this one is perfect. I loved the break after the first line, "off/ a beat."

Andrea (Andee) Beltran said...

Yes, beautiful. Love "apron-stringed-tied."

Louise Gallagher said...

Maureen -- your poetry always sings to my heart, resonating deep into my soul.

this is beautiful.

Lorna Cahall said...

Just lovely. Love, all grown up!

Brian Miller said...

mmm...lyrical maureen and it def carries a servants story to me...

S. Etole said...

Your poems speak to my heart ... every time.

PoppySilverUK said...

Wonderful poem, really liked the concise deliverance to this, lovely work! xoxo

nance marie said...

it feels like the blues
haunting yet healing
i can relate to this

L.L. Barkat said...

sad. I do love your sad poems though.

hedgewitch said...

Sometimes a poem doesn't need to be one word longer. Fine one, Maureen.(And thanks for the kind words at my place.)

Matthew Quinn said...

many layers in these few lines. well done!

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Wolfsrosebud said...

sweet write... like a song

Beachanny said...

"apron-string-tied" to me doesn't speak to a woman and man's relationship. It's the wrench of a mother and child. And what is deeper than cutting those ties or more out of synch? Well explored here and as always, fine write, Maureen.

signed...bkm said...

"You carry blues off
a beat"....Very nice line and opening...can go so many places from there....thank you...bkm

R.H. Mustard said...

Really like wintering eyes.

Dave King said...

Neat, tight, clever and beautiful. Love it.

Jerry said...

this is another tight poem Maureen, but I sense the apron strings were tied loosely to meander off beat a bit.

jen revved said...

This makes me think of a saying I sometimes put in my work--

Ay Corazon, que te vas...para nunca volver....

Oh heart, where are you going, that you never return...

But we know that love's labor, even its hardest, isn't for naught.... beautiful. xj

Charles Miller said...

A gem precisely cut, marvelous for its color and tanatalizing for its facets that invite continous gazing as you turn and enjoy the shifting dance of light from its facets.