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Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Ophelia and I

Ophelia and I

little girls running

beside the stream

wildflowers waiting to bloom

we whispered about boys

and that intangible someday

too young to steady our pace

arms open wide

too shortsighted to see

the marathon length before us

we sprinted until

we tumbled down winded

the verdant shores

remember those little girls

wild and free

before she succumbed

to her watery grave

and I fell victim

to the ennui of life

but when I dream

I feel her hand in mine

feel the wind whipping my hair

the sweet joy

of friendship and youth

found with Ophelia

by the summer stream

Written in response to ABC Wednesday
, Theme Thursday Sunday Scribbling, One Single Impressionand The Mag

14 comments:

  1. Sleek and neat! Following your blog now.

    O is for....
    Rose, ABC Wednesday Team

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  2. moving. There's a singer in The Band, Levon Helm, and one of the last performances from last month was Ophelia. ROG, ABC Wednesday team

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    1. As a character, she is so fascinating. Shakespeare left so much to our imagination, that what wasn't written about her has taken on a life of its own.

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  3. A fascinating write....lovely writing Tracy! :-)

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  4. Love your poem. It somewhat echoes the one about October by Dylan Thomas that I posted. Also, Ophelia's death is similar to Edith Holden's the artist from my last weeks ABC.

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  5. So very appropriate and visionary, Indeed she drowned in an ocean of watery feeling, like the rune Laguz.

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  6. Beautiful poem!!! The joy of Friendship is not comparable to anything and the loss of a frnd, unrecoverable...

    Queen Earth's brown banquet

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  7. Ophelia has been referenced in many ways (including the book, Reviving Ophelia, about the challenges faced by girls in our society), but never as sweetly, as innocently, as this. You truly moved me with your poem. Thanks, and peace, Amy
    http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/04/26/omaha-nebraska-abc-weds/

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  8. Such a wonderful poem about innocence lost and how we should treasure the time before. It is truly like losing a friend and once we are grown we realize how much we want our children to hold on to it, knowing that they want to lose it as quickly as they can. If only we had known how our lives would change then maybe we too would have held on for as long as possible.

    Happy Wild Theme Thursday! Thanks for such a wonderful poem.

    God bless.

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  9. This is so beautifully written, such a sad tale of a life lost too soon.

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