She was tethered to the listless shore
moored and waiting, lacking buoyancy
in briny waves, caressed by swaying kelp
her salt and tears, he called her whore
and with his dominance and potency
she’s left to wait for sea’s corrosive help
When storms are pulling in their tug o’war
to cut the ties to his dependency
She leaves in joyful dance in selkie’s whelp.
And when she’s free, and her skin restored
when far ashore she dives for infancy
she merges with the waves and open doors
to meadow ballet with the asphodel
where she has ceased to be his Annabelle.
© C. Hase
I have written something that is almost a sonnet.. the pentameter is a little bit off and the rhymescheme ABCABCABCABCDD is a little bit uncommon (it’s been named the Trireme sonnet by S. Peralta). A little bit of mythology weaved into this sad story.
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June 4, 2015
Björn Rudbergs writings 
so beautiful, it danced the waves.
Thank you.. I had to fit a narrative here.
What a beautiful tribute to personal and emotional freedom when it comes to be needed. It should come for all at that time like this.
Alas the meadows of asphodel is not so benign.
It was a sad story.
You’re writing is always stellar, amazing Bjorn.
I love this.
I just opened my poem again, in case you want to come read it.
Beautiful poem.
Note: There are two ‘the’ before the ‘listless shore’ in the first sentence.
Thank you.. it will be corrected.
Dear Bjorn,
I love your poem and the boldness with which you attempt (and succeed) in ouching the envelope of your writing. Well done with this Silkie tale.
Aloha,
Doug
I try my best to be bold..
Lovely poem!
Dear Björn,
Lovely verse.
Shalom,
Rochelle
I enjoyed this very much so. The imagery too is vivid and such a creative take on the picture.
I need to explore more poetry… this is a lovely piece, evocative.
KT
Your story, although sad, was a wonderful piece of art
Whew, quite the story you crafted from that image. How he treated her and her own surrender – though in it finding freedom. Well played bjorn.
Alas the freedom of death.. the reference of Asphodel is from the greek mythology and the meadows in Hades.
Your poetry sings, Bjorn. Well done.
Bjorn, simply beautiful 🙂
Lovely! Your sonnets (and other forms of poetry) are always beautiful. I forever admire that you are able to comply with the requirements of form while not constraining the power or beauty of your words. Well done!
Beautiful. Toward the end of your piece, I thought of a mermaid. Then, seeing the name “Annabelle,” I was reminded of Poe’s Annabelle Lee–my absolutely favorite poem. She died in the sea. Love your work, Bjorn! ❤
Annabelle that almost rhymes with asphodel is becomes a double reference to death then.. and I had not thought of Poe’s poem 🙂
A beautiful poem, Bjorn. 🙂 Such a wonderful response to the prompt.
metaphor has worked magic here.
Really lovely, Bjorn. I love the language. I felt swept up by it!
Beautifully done, the words flowed so well.
Amazing – your words sing – and surf…
My first thought was about a ship, but there are many different stories in that beautiful poem. This is so beautiful.
Thank you for leading me to investigate the selkie legend, the meadows of Asphodel and Annabelle Lee. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed myself for half an hour or so, and I’ve come back to your poem several times. You’ve connected so many links together here, Bjorn, and each one contains a wealth of inference and imagery.
Ha. the Annabelle was actually a coincidence.. the rest was by intention.
Admittedly, I would not know what to call it, Björn, but I so enjoyed your melancholy tale. The rhythm and play of words delivers beautifully.
Well done with that. Poetry can be tough especially obscure sonnet structures.
I love the rhythm of this, and the sadness of a relationship gone bad, and her eventual freedom.
Breaking the chains that bind enablers to abusive mates often extorts a heavy price. Wonderful words impart a mythic aura. Awesome form.
Binding so much emotion in such a intricate structure – amazing job Björn
Beautifully expressed with some lovely touches referencing mythology.
It flowed forward with great metaphor, Bjorn. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne
A tale for salty seadogs. Nicely done
Your words moved and surged like the surf. Beautiful images and wonderful weaving in of mythology.
Beautiful. Selkies indeed, do make the best wives, but the problem is in imagining that their spirits can be chained. To believe so is sheer folly. 🙂