Palinode – Escaping gravity

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Quadrille: Levity

In joy of levity,
I gravitate —
forever falling
into your orbit

strung along —
a puppet to your pull:
I’m rainbowed numb.

I’m just the moon
reflecting shimmered
sheen of laughter
(yours).

Tressed with stars
your hair cascades —
in tickled treat
of yours.

Palinode Quadrille – Escape from gloom

You mucked me with your weight
soiled me earthbound, lost in reek
of yesterday, tied to sorrow, fate
from force of anger, tears I seek
escape from gloom, from you
your hold, your unwashed hair,
forgotten lightness; how we flew.
shedding mass, away despair.

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A second writing for Laura’s prompt on Palinode at dVerse… how often our view on love may change when conditions become harsch.

April 5, 2024

9 responses to “Palinode – Escaping gravity”

  1. Truly stark opposites shown here, Bjorn.
    I particularly liked ‘Escape From Gloom’. So well written, Effortlessly rhymed. Horribly honest and beautifully stated.

  4. I went to college at an older age than most, finishing what I’d started eleven years ago. There were a lot of hippies in our classes, I became good friends with one, straggly hair, barefoot, with a yellow dog at the stairs outside our buildings. But she was smarter than a whip. I, like your first poem, you did what I did when I couldn’t find a poem telling lies that I’d written before, not even a good fiction that I told as truth.

    ..

  5. So many good lines in both of these. Favorites:

    “Tressed with stars
    your hair cascades —”
    It makes me think of a goddess.

    “You mucked me with your weight”
    I can feel the smothering, fighting for breath.

    To think our feelings for a person can go to such polar extremes is a little bit scary. I think in the highs there is only enjoyment but then expectations creep in (i.e. the muck.)

  7. as the saying goes “when poverty knocks at the door, love flies out the window”

    what a turnabout your made in the Palinode – rather sad too

    “Tressed with stars
    your hair cascades”

    “your unwashed hair,
    forgotten lightness; “

  8. When love takes such a turn, strong words as these denote its fall, driven home by their bitter force:

    “soiled me earthbound, lost in reek
    of yesterday”

    So well done, Björn.

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