I wrap my arms around in vain
her eyes and soul’s among the stars
I’m earthbound, left behind in pain
Invisible – the ice that bars
togetherness’ forever gone
my bearhugs just enhance the scars
We’re frozen here until it’s dawn
then she will leave me here alone
– I have the losing ticket drawn
I cannot melt the ice that’s grown
as warmth has left, long time ago.
In winter songbirds south have flown.
She can’t endure the winds that blow
my fur is thick but still it hurts
to look for love in ice and snow.
With empty eyes she can’t assert
that she’ll return as summer comes
to dance with me in flower skirts
Our destiny is sealed in drums
she feels the pull of flower chains
and soon we’ll sing in different tongues.
I wrap my arms around in vain
I’m earthbound, left behind in pain
Scheeweisschen by Catrin Welz-Stein
Today at dVerse Poetics Claudia introduce to fantastic art by Catrin Welz-Stein. I cannot avoid to use the polar bear. There is such sadness in the painting. I will be at a party when the pub opens but will be coming by to comment on Sunday.
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September 28, 2013
Björn Rudbergs writings 
There is a deep feeling of melancholy in these words…with togetherness only possible until dawn, then separation for all time to come. Your words really make the reader FEEL the love between these two so-different beings.
Thank you Mary.. it was exactly what I felt in that picture.
superb
Thank you 🙂
so evocative bjorn….the ice that blocks the togetherness in particular….and the feeling of being bound to the earth and they so far away….the acceptance of a destiny that is not what you want….
Thank you.. I saw that bearhug quite desperate when it comes to love in vain.
Ahh… I chose the same picture, but through the woman’s eyes.
I just read it 🙂
dang – felt sadness here björn… the wanting to hold what we can’t really as two different hearts beating in their breasts.. earthbound he and she feeling the pull of flower chains… time to let go…ugh….felt…
I saw incompatibility in that gently hug… so sad..
Exquisitely beautiful. I loved seeing the image after reading your poetry. I only scroll down as I go. What a poignant end to truly see a bear since bearhugs go with people too…although the fur threw me a bit. Answered with the art.
The picture after the words was even more riveting and sad.
Gives such new meaning to ‘good things can never last’.
I felt the cold and chill of loss with your words, they had me reaching for a warm blanket.
Wow, another stunning poem done in classic form; such a poignant take on the art prompt too; fun to see which paintings were chosen by whom. I do see the sadness in the painting, but for me it would have been the bear was a prince, and his love for her was unrequited. Your version is double-cool though; thanks.
We chose the same image, smiles ~ I love how you drew sadness & coldness in their faces/embrace ~ This part I like best:
She can’t endure the winds that blow
my fur is thick but still it hurts
to look for love in ice and snow.
Happy weekend ~
This is a sad poem Björn but I like the way you have portrayed this impossible love.
What a beautiful poem! Such a wonderful description of two who are so different yet so bound to each other.
Extra-interesting to read b/c I went with the same picture. I especially liked the idea of destiny sealed in drums, because it brings with it he Northern-ness of seal and the sound of northern drums.
That’s wonderful. You’ve given the polar bear such human attributes. It sounded strange until I saw the picture below.
There’s such a complete feeling to this poem and I love the tugging of war back and forth between cold and warm…the love therein. I love the backwards wording of this line: “In winter songbirds south have flown.” Great writing!
Bjorn this is so hauntingly beautiful..you really captured the magic in the picture as the bear hangs on..transcending realms..you surely know the bear spirit..(smiling)
This is exceptional Bjorn. Love the bearhug idea and the anthromorphological presentation.
Beautiful… sad, melancholic- feelings of separation. Great write.
Sometimes separation becomes necessary… sometimes it is unavoidable and sometimes it is too long to endure.
Why would she leave you at such time? Why won’t she stare at you to see the sadden eye that sing this song! The mood is……… Deep!
beautiful…really beautiful…the sad note is so touching….
I love what you’ve written here. It goes perfectly with the pic, but could also stand alone as a sad, yearning love song. I like the tenerness you wove in this poem. It tugs at the heart.
Oh dear–this is a story of its own – it is an odd pic (I thought) though compelling too, and you’ve brought those aspects out wonderfully–the form works so well also. Thanks, Bjorn. k.
Oh my goodness, this is so, so sad. I almost chose this picture, since the bear reminded me of my dad (he was a big bear of a man), but I just couldn’t do it. You seemed to have mirrored some of what I was feeling. This goes straight for the heart.
Thank you.. yes that picture has such sadness…
Love is so complicated… I guess because people and their needs, desires, differences and things they value or so complicated. Really, it’s a wonder at all that loves works.
i like how the poem flows, scent of melancholy, love and needs.. beautiful.
We’re frozen here until it’s dawn
then she will leave me here alone
– I have the losing ticket drawn…
…like those lines. This is indeed a melancholy tale that sinks into the skin…felt.
I wrap my arms around in vain
I’m earthbound, left behind in pain
Most apt expression that blends with the pic. The realities in life supersede the yearnings and good intentions of those handicapped by circumstances. Truly said and a great take Bjorn!
Hank
Our destiny is sealed in drums
she feels the pull of flower chains
and soon we’ll sing in different tongues.
Lovely!
Bjorn, as always, the way you portray emotions through your words is wonderful.. loved
my fur is thick but still it hurts
to look for love in ice and snow.
You have truly captured the sadness that accompanies the acceptance of the impossibility of love. Beautifully written, Bjorn.
Sad. Impossible love…doomed from the outset! Sigh!
“that she’ll return as summer comes
to dance with me in flower skirts”
despite that lovely promise, it is still hard to let go.
Such beautiful melancholy… there’s such desperation in that polar bears eyes, it’s heartbreaking and you capture that feeling so brilliantly in your words. 🙂