up high above the lights shine through
I wonder where my freedom flew
in chthonic darkness of my cell
if spring or fall I cannot tell
my sooty misery below
you left me after brief adieu
the tender kiss like honey dew
it lingers to recall your smell
up high above
your luscious letters were too few
and since my dark suspicion grew
I send you darkness to compel
I send you sickness in my spells
in death and pain you will be true
up high above
Copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
This week’s picture draw me into fixed form poetry, but I still wanted to tell a story. It’s hard to do in exactly 100 words, this week slightly below (only 87 words). My apologies.
Friday Fictioneers is a wonderful group of bloggers who constantly stretch themselves in writing stories to the same picture. Rochelle does an exquisite work in keeping the community together.
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March 19, 2014
Björn Rudbergs writings 
What the hell, B… only 87 words?!?! I liked them all, especially ‘luscious letters’. Nice touch with the Soundcloud.
Ah.. hell. that’s chthonic ain’t it… ?
You tell your story beautifully. And your voice and that accent makes it all the more powerful! Lovely, Bjorn!
thank you .. should be a little creepy…
Had to look up the word “cthonic.” Always trying to expand my vocabulary.
It’s a word I caught once.. and I use it every now and then..
Fabulous, Bjorn 🙂
Thank you 🙂
may have only been 87 words…but with fixed form poetry you don’t always have a choice. You tell a wonderful story with this!
Indeed.. 100 words in a rondeau would be difficult… I have actually managed to do sonnets in exactly 100 words a few times..
Very nice. Revenge sounds sweet in this form.
Ha.. with poetry you can cut deep without pain
Very clever use of the prompt, Bjorn. You actually got a lot of information in for the number of words. It sounds like a kind of gentle revenge, if there is such a thing. Well done.
I think the revenge was bad.. but a silver tongue might lull
never heard of the word chthonic, I learn something new all the time! Love the deliciousness of the last stanza, sweet revenge.
it’s one of my favorite words… really one that makes me think of brimstone..
Dear Björn,
Chthonic. You taught me a new word. 😀 I like that. Your reading gives your already stunning poem both depth and weight. Gave me shivers.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Ah.. shivers.. that’s good I hope.. cthonic darkness should be chilling.
Oh the very best kind of shivers, Björn. 😉
You were a bit sinister. 🙂
I liked this very much Bjorn, lovely in some ways dark in others. Good poem.
I am with the crowd, I had to ask google about chthonic. I enjoyed your dark story of revenge and the education. Thanks
Powerful piece. Revenge is darkly sweet.
13 words less – still packed in so much beauty.. absolutely loved the format. The love and revenge both intrigued me.
sigh! genious. I was completely transported. Chthonic! A new word for me and I love it!
I loved the story… Becomes quite dark towards the end… Yet your words remain beautiful.
wonderful Bjorn…but revenge?
Wonderfully done Björn
I love the pacing of this one. It flows so smoothly. A wonderful poem!
Eloquent and rhythmic, striking as usual Bjorn! Love the dark bits especially..
sinister voice! the poem was beautifully dark by itself, but listening to you read it left a lasting chill
That’s my kind of poetry …. short and vicious! Thank you.
Did you read Sandra’s story? She may as well have used chthonic. At your creepy best.
Listening to you read it, gave me chills. Wow. Really amazing, Björn. Amazing. (admittedly, I had to look up chthonic :-p )
That poem cast your dark spells on me too.
You often send me running off to look up words, Bjorn. Thanks for chthonic. You’ve created a truly dark and unrepentant character here. Great rondeau.
your character truly comes alive in the reading of your poem. genius!
Agreed that your spoken delivery with added emphasis takes this to another level. Great work!
Love the sound of your voice.
i sense the poet in your prose. nice to read an actual poem from you.
Learned two new words today, Bjorn–chthonic and dornick (suggested rhyme, meaning small stone). The vengeance conjured “in chthonic darkness of my cell” far transcends the need for throwing dornicks at the one “up high above”– I just hope I, personally, stay on your good side.
Many layers here, great job!
I really enjoyed reading and listening to this, Bjorn. Rather threatening at the end – eek!
What a beautiful reading, Bjorn. Poetry is best enjoyed when spoken. Love the honeydew. And, the luscious letters. What a treat!
Very cool, Bjorn, just VERY cool. It has that awesome classic feel like some of the 19th century American poets. Great work!
Bjorn, very good poetry. I agree with Amy above – poetry sounds better read with feeling. I think she will be sorry in the end! Thanks, Nan 🙂
Poetic revenge …. lovely!
It seems like a lot of us found a new word. Well done Bjorn! I read it first, then listened to you and read it while you talked. It was marvelous! Your accent and voice made it all the more creepy. Really good!
Wow, that was awesome!
You write a great sinister poem, Bjorn. I like the flow of this.
Add me to list of vocabulary students. I LOVE learning new words. The added soundcloud recording gets you off the hook for the 87 words. 😉 The tone was fabulous if eerie. I enjoyed that the content was so much darker then the lilt of the rondeau.
Very scary and like a few others I too learnt a new word:-)