Once as sunbeam

Once as sunbeam, bright
she shone; embrightend
those around, until the day
she met the lover-nemesis
the man who burnt her heart.

He stole delight and light,
to flame her veins with ice,
and as slave enslaved she
barefoot strolled around on glass,
while he lit his fuse to burst.

Her brittle soul embrittled
by his fists and rough rebuke
shattered, broke and spread
its leaflike wings to leave
what little life she still had left.

Woman in bath by Roy Lichtenstein

Today at dVerse we are playing with polyptotons. How many can you find?
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October 24, 2019

23 responses to “Once as sunbeam

  1. I found at least five, brother; a sad and stark tale. These days it should have been the cad who died, not the sunbeam.

  2. Good use of the device….but for me…these words
    “as slave enslaved she
    barefoot strolled around on glass,
    while he lit his fuse to burst.”
    so aptly, and horrifyingly describe a woman in an abusive relationship.

  3. This is a beautifully written poem, and the narrative is one that easily tugs at the empath in me. Your use of polyptotons is also exemplary.

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