This hard cold marble
in the deepest pit of my stomach,
this acerbic stir
of stale beer and last night’s curry
this white of knuckles, nails
that bites my flesh,
seeing them together.
The happy Lovers by Gustave Courbet
Today Sarah Russel guest host at dVerse and wants us to write a poem that capture a concept or an emotion without saying it by name. I think this is fairly easy to guess.
Join us the bar is open.
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February 27, 2018
Björn Rudbergs writings 
I think you speak of death.
Jealousy. Regret. Anger.
Sounds like a wild hangover to me…
The green-eyed monster rears it’s head!
Sounds to me like nervousness at seeing someone again who was once important to you. A tense write.
The ‘last night’s curry’ made me smile. Yes, it is a well-painted emotion.
Seeing a former lover can bring back painful memories.
Some great lines, Björn, made me think of Rosamond Lehmann on jealousy, almost got the lines in my head, but gone
Oh how the green eyed goddess can weave her terrible spell.
I was thinking hangover also, until I saw the featured image. Now I’m not so sure…
the agony of lost love
Tense with what might have been, Bjorn. I love the cold marble at the pit of your stomach. I know that one.
Fabulous.
“acerbic stir” … I am smitten with this word pairing!
Oh, and the curry reference … because it’s yummy, but also because of the rhyme.
Big sigh, lost love and what could have been.
Jealousy can lead to indigestion!
Jealousy and that deep anger for a love lost. Love the smell and taste of your words.
Indeed easy to guess, but poignant nonetheless, Bjorn!
I guess the wild night’s not as fun today. Maybe the morning is dawning and the person is in an unsteady state
A cyclone of emotions for sure seeing her with someone else! The hard marble will probably end up as a kidney stone!
Dwight
Pented up rage coupled with despair
This one I feel, deeply. Nicely done.
This has to be bitter green-eyed jealousy!
ouch…two paracetomol and some gaviscon please. XXXX
I feel this emotion which you describe so eloquently is of jealousy. That moment really stings when we see that person has moved on. Beautifully rendered.
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painfull jealousy… takes from the solar plexus.. always turbulent
Definitely a sense of unfinished business, by how you structured the lines, beginning and repeating “This”. Let’s just hope the narrator doesn’t act on this rage; he probably has dishes to do anyway.
That jealous anger. Strong write, Bjorn.
Excellent description. So vivid. Jealousy.
Oh that twisting of the gut… jealousy.
Great poem! Its jealousy… i suppose.