Listless is no more – for Friday Fictioneers

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your fences leave me here alone
defenceless I’m cast away
to wait outside for you to change
ceaseless lingering, I stay

but from inside I smell decay
and cheerless attitudes
I feel a bloodless sun that burns
in cloudless gratitude

imprisoned to get rid of me
a blissless choice you made
opposed we’re hurling heavy words
like graceless cutting blades

we wither in togetherness
in gainless fortitude
I cannot leave, I have to stay
a fruitless turpitude

but suddenly I grasp the key
in fearless bravery
I cross the border of the law
in reckless savory
break our listless loneliness

Copyright Randy Mazie

Copyright Randy Mazie


This week I wanted to do a little wordplay in my poem. I hope it makes sense. I managed to keep it at exactly 100 words. Hope it sings for you.

Friday Fictioneers invites bloggers from around the world to try their wings on writing 100 words on the same picture. Rochelle Wisoff-Fields does a wonderful job of keeping us all aligned.


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December 4, 2013

24 responses to “Listless is no more – for Friday Fictioneers”

  1. Love these lines..”opposed we’re hurling heavy words
    like graceless cutting blades”
    Beautifully written

  2. a bloodless sun that burns in cloudless gratitude…hurling heavy words like graceless cutting blades… sheer beauty! 🙂

  3. To be tied…and broken. Like binary stars who can neither embrace final destruction, nor break gravity and set off for the emptiness of space.

  4. In those first two lines, I thought “de-fence-less” would work, too. Not that you should have put that, but it means the same thing and plays off the first line.
    “your fences leave me here alone
    defenceless I’m cast away.”

    Enjoyed the poem a lot.

    janet

  7. ha. ok, i like the wordplay…the fence and defenceless…dun…but also makes for a hard place of being when those knife blade words are cast about cutting….nice rhythm to this as well…

  10. I really enjoyed how you interpreted this picture, and used the metaphors of fences and imprisonment. Wonderful, darling.

  11. Dear Björn,

    You used words like an artist uses paint. I particularly liked “we wither in togetherness” which, unfortunately, describes too many relationships. Well done.

    shalom,

    Rochelle

  12. Lovely Bjorn-it did sing for me and my fav ?”we wither in togetherness
    in gainless fortitude
    I cannot leave, I have to stay
    a fruitless turpitude” 🙂

  15. Beautiful, Bjorn..and to say this when you are describing something so sad and painful. I liked, “we’re hurling heavy words
    like graceless cutting blades.” Side note: Is the last word “loneliness?”

  16. A local printmaker (may his soul rest in peace) – John Muafangejo’s works were assembled in a book called: ”I am Lonelyness”. Loved this story. Now that internet is a little back here where I am I may very well take part in the FF collaboration again.

  19. were all the “less” words intentional? that’s not a criticism, just a curiosity of mine, to know if you wanted that repetition or if it just happened that way. i’d have to guess it was intentional.

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