A wish, these solitudes in dark wept, midnight
exits in a dream, torturing you; emerges
in oceans, as if the face of the sea-light
is in a trance of wander, a dark mind urges
this end of game; the half-lit stretch devours death
quietly in hyacinth winter as we left;
a rock rises along the carved windfall, disowned
by the Gods—where we lay out of reach alone.
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Written for MMA Storytime’s Rispetto Poetry Prompt Challenge #2.
A Rispetto is a specific rhyming Italian poetic form that has eight lines with eleven syllables throughout each line.
Word for prompt: Game.
5 responses to “out of reach.”
Awestruck Lucy. This is magnificent. I love it. I especially love the phrase “hyacinth winter.” Beautiful.
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Thank you so much. I am very glad you enjoyed this piece.
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I did and I have never heard of that form before. I love hearing of new forms.
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Absolutely fantastic! Thanks so much for participating!
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Thank you!
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