Fragments (the earth).

Posted on by Lucy 
I expect you like fragments 
entirety of your being; autumn spurred
and trees mocking (me; I have nothing to abandon
but myself and a few friends);
The flowers were your ashes
and blood. I expect you to rearrange 
the death
you put in the car
the town-car 
no not mine, your own
I expect you to hide it

into maddening prayers
crawling through the bird’s tongue
the blight of roses in my fingers
a sobbing pillow to dust, impressed
by rain

I expect you in wormwood
I expect the sand to store the death
in your arms; the wild, the shepherds,
you have brought me here
too often to forget; the moon flowered herself
a fathered backbone with our blood-roses,

the earth did not raise you

I expect you to have abandoned
each memory circling 
	fragile as the rain is above you.

the earth did not raise you.

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Written for the 7/15/2021 dVerse prompt which concludes the 10th year anniversary week for dVerse. The prompt was to write a chant poem.

Published by Lucy

"Poetess of darkness"–dVerse community; cat hoarder, guitarist, keyboardist, psych major.

64 thoughts on “Fragments (the earth).”

  6. This is absolutely OUTSTANDING, Lucy!! Wow! This bit in particular stood out for me; “I expect the sand to store the death in your arms; the wild, the shepherds, you have brought me here too often to forget; the moon flowered herself a fathered backbone with our blood-roses.” 💝💝

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  8. “I expect you to have abandoned
    each memory circling
    fragile as the rain is above you.”

    I love to come here Lucy, and wander through the wonderful, frightening, uplifting, sobering, colorful, passionate, sometimes confusing, but never boring mind pictures you paint with your words. I am so happy you continue to contribute to this human vibration we call poetry!

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  12. I expect your voice to shine through. Beautifully penned and I love this part:

    I expect you in wormwood
    I expect the sand to store the death
    in your arms; the wild, the shepherds,
    you have brought me here

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  13. Such a beautiful piece, Lucy! There were so many wonderful moments.
    “The flowers were your ashes and blood. I expect you to rearrange the death”
    “I expect you in wormwood I expect the sand to store the death in your arms”
    I was literally amazed by these lines, spoke a lot. Very well written, loved it ❤❤

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  14. I especially love this middle chunk:
    I expect you to hide it

    into maddening prayers
    crawling through the bird’s tongue
    the blight of roses in my fingers
    a sobbing pillow to dust, impressed
    by rain

    I expect you in wormwood
    I expect the sand to store the death
    in your arms; the wild, the shepherds,

    and then the resonating, devastating end. Your words are shards, colourful and prismatic. I have to taste them so carefully. It’s an amazing experience.

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    1. Oh wow, thank you so so much. I’m glad you liked those stanzas, that means a lot to me. Thank you for your kind thoughts and feedback, always appreciated. ❤ ❤

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    1. Thank you deeply, Punam. ❤️❤️ My poems are often stream of consciousness writing so, at times, it’s hard for me too to know exactly where I was coming from in some lines lol. 😁

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  16. this gave me goose bumps and a lot (A LOT) of Plath vibes. especially that middle earth there and particularly this line:
    I expect you to rearrange
    the death
    you put in the car

    Gaah. Your rolling and refrain “I expect” worked so well.

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  23. I can’t pretend to understand your poetry Lucy, it is far too deep for me! But they always emotionally provocative, it’s like you put me in a blender and I have no idea when or how I will emerge …

    This one resonated deepest for me
    “you have brought me here
    too often to forget”

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  25. enjoyed this very much, especially the section at the end

    “the earth did not raise you

    I expect you to have abandoned
    each memory circling
    fragile as the rain is above you.

    the earth did not raise you.”

    great images, great sound, and lots of mysteriousness… love that

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  27. Wow! I really liked this. So many great lines! I feel like the repetition of “I expect” seems to show distance, lack of communication and a sense of projection on someone who has done something horrible “the death you put in the car”. The line “the earth did not raise you” repeated seems to underline a sense of otherness. Geez, I’m probably a million miles off base but it gives a person so much to think about. This was just sooo good. 🙂 Well done.

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    1. Thank you so, so much and I enjoyed reading your thoughts. I wanted to convey a sense of being emotionally dead, almost as if the narrator is deliberating with themselves throughout.

      I love your interpretation and I thank you for your thoughts and feedback. ❤️❤️ Always appreciated.

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