When — my sweetheart did we get lost,
wayward drifting on these wild and windless waters?
Where — my darling, did we part ways,
with me at sea and you at shore?
Why — my dearest, can you find ease,
moored at comfort in my brother’s arms?
Today we are writing a Quadrille with Lisa at dVerse. We are using the word “way”, and I thought I would go for the word wayward.
January 25, 2021
Wayward is a fabulous word to use, Björn! I love I love the alliteration in ‘wayward drifting on these wild and windless waters’ and the way you structured your poem with questions. There is a whole story in these 44 words.
Sometimes that is how it feels and we do need to question. I enjoyed the format and inquiries of your poem. Maybe the calm is where to start again.
‘wayward drifting on these wild and windless waters’ – love the alliteration. Wise choice of words and a great way to use the prompt!
“wayward” and “ways” – double bonus on the prompt word.
Nice poem (I hope it is fiction)
ohhhh a sad seafaring tale of love lost and the ultimate betrayal….to the brother’s arms. Wayward indeed.
The tragedy that just goes on giving.
That’s one secret that will stay within the family!
Was the brother’s name Cain, Abel or Judas? Your last line really twists the blade, as the bitch did to her sailor boy.
Who knows the answers to this whodunit, only that it hurts and hurts. You’ve nailed the prompt and wayward a wonderful word not used nearly enough.
I thought it rather humorous. A sardonic look st a classic tale.
Oh dear, the heart break, the heartbreak
Happy Monday Björn
Well this is the stuff of sibling rivalry — or is it the universal brother?!
Such roiling contrasts here – ‘wild and windless waters’ – emphasising both the restless questioning of his heart and the calm the poet knows in his head he must accept. I get the sense of this going round and round – with each of these questions returning unanswered.
Say it isn’t so! Love the structure and ‘feel’ of this poem ….
Your way of using “way” works well. It’s to bad that it’s not so for the sailor in this tale.
Well done and full of great questions. Absence doesn’t always make the heart grow fonder!
Beautiful writing. Lovely to read you, Bjorn.
when I read the last line, I actually said, “oh NO!” out loud. This was amazing.
One of the best quadrilles I’ve ever read! This was so beautifully crafted, simply amazing.
Such a sad tale of betrayal.
Answerless questions Bjorn.
The clouds are gathering for a storm, despite the calm questioning methinks.
The dangers of being wayward when separated are very real in many circumstances.
Timeless tale, well told! 🙂
That’s a sad story. The wanderer does not always know what awaits his return…(K)
Your voice is always so authentic in your verse! I feel his melancholy looking out at the sea. Damn his brother! 💔
What a fabulous interpretation and writing out of the prompt — so beautiful.
And I too love this — “wayward drifting on these wild and windless waters”
Love all the alliteration within this way poem! Beautifully penned with a poignant ending. Is it sibling rivalry or just another man…leaves one wondering.
often it’s the best mate, but guessing there are many opportunities if one is looking to stray … you drew us all right in!