Empty abandonment
drawn to where it rains
I shun the cull of your words
I stand at refraction/rejection.
in memory, maybe I was
on the drowning grave of anger;
maybe I was only an asshole.
Eyes like the Cheshire cat
in midsummer rain.
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Written for the 08/09/2021 dVerse quadrille prompt: Stand.
69 responses to “Mnemosyne.”
I can just imagine those cats eyes in the midsummer rain! A wonderfully original quadrille 🙂
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Thank you, Ingrid!
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Sounds like it was a pivotal moment in that relationship. The “cull of … words” how they maim 😦
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Thank you, Lisa, for the thoughts. ❤️
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You’re most welcome, Lucy.
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Great imagery, love how you neatly tie the end back to the beginning
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Thank you!
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Looking back, we sometimes see things we couldn’t see at the moment. Of course, we also re-write memories.
I love the image of the Cheshire Cat’s eyes in the rain!
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How true—that’s what gets me about memories. We see things with a filter until way down the road, when it’s lifted, we see what we were unable to at the start. I also agree about rewriting memories, it really comes down to perception and our mental state, imo. Thank you so very much!
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You’re welcome, Lucy!
I’ve compared memories with a sibling, and it’s funny how we remember different things. Not necessarily that one is truth and the other isn’t, but that we see and remember from our own perspectives.
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This is beautifully written. I too like how you come back to the rain. A Cheshire cat in Midsummer rain is a stunning image.
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Thank you so much. 😸
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Bravo!! for your refraction/rejection stance
Happy Monday
Much❤love
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Thank you! Much love back. ❤️❤️
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The goddess of memory and mother to the muses! I have to do something around this! Thanks for the poem and inspiration!
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I thank you! Can’t wait to see what you create, Phil, I enjoy your work.
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Mondays are always meh to me and then I stumble upon this masterpiece! Amazing work 💖
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Aww, thank you! I’m really happy to hear that especially as I too feel the Monday meh.
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What gorgeous creation
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Thank you!
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My absolute pleasure
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I like the vulnerable self-reflection in this piece. Those “maybes” are at the very least, worth the thought and often enlightening. I’ve always been a little creeped out by the Cheshire cat.
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Thank you so much, Mish! I’ve been creeped out by the Cheshire cat as well, I just had to put it in here.
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Reblogged this on Reena Saxena.
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Thank you, Reena! ❤
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We are all such splendid assholes Lucy — it’s all part of the joke. 😏 This was as killer a bit of writing as ever my friend. “Eyes like the Cheshire cat in midsummer rain” and the same smile of bliss! 😁
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Thank you so much, Rob!
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Oh my… the imagery is excellent. You are a wordsmith. 😀
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Aww, thank you! 😀
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Reblogged this on NEW OPENED BLOG > https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
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Thank you for the reblog, Michael!
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What a fine line between “refraction/rejection”! Loved this.
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Aww, thank you Phillip!
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Nicely done poem. Great imagery.
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Thank you!
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Well done Lucy… I like the way you poem begins and ends with rain… Also the refraction /rejection of the cull of words.
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Thank you!
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I love so many lines and images in this poem “the cull of your words” “the drowning grave of anger” “maybe I was only an asshole” (I love that only). I can’t claim to fully understand it all but it is so wet and sad… but angry too. Those cat’s eyes on the drowning grave. Anger buried deep within. Only an asshole. It’s all amazing. Love it.
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Aww, thank you Worms. This was originally a draft inspired by another Bo Burnham prompt I wrote to on Instagram; the #InsideWithAlyAndBri one hosted by Alyssa (@perceptivepoetics) and Bri (@goldlacedink). I had thoughts of how I interact with people and how my social anxiety can make it hard for me to hold conversations and get to know people better.
I wasn’t too happy with how I wrote the original piece so I tweaked it here, but it’s still not complete. I took lines out of my original draft to put here, while adding a line or two to fit the word count requirement for the quadrille. I’ll probably post the draft version soon, and when I finish it, along with the final version.
I love your analysis and interpretation. It is sad and angry, especially as I still feel that way but progress happens and little by little, the anger/sadness leaves. It’s a cycle for sure. Thank you so much. 🙂
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A beautiful piece on awareness and reflection. Lovely, Lucy. ❤️
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Thanks, Jeff! ❤
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You’re welcome, Lucy! Always. ❤
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“Eyes like the Cheshire cat.”
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❤ ❤
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the final image ensures this piece will linger inside the reader’s mind. clever and creative, Lucy.
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Thank you so much!
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cull – Wow – I really love that play on words!
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David
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Thank you, David!
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“the drowning grave of anger”, every time I read this I see new meaning in this! Amazing imagery, Lucy. ❤️
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Thank you so much, Punam!
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My pleasure.
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Your writing always challenges me to read again and again – its such powerful stuff. ‘I shun the cull of your words’ – what a great line. Would love to have that in my armour to use when the time is right.
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Aww, thank you so much. 😊
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Wow. 🤯 This took my mind on trip! Thanks for sharing!
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Thank you!
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flows right from the title. Your creation is just wow
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Thank you kindly!
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I think our memory can be our nemesis, as well as our savior.
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I think so too, Mary. Thank you for the thoughts and feedback!
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‘maybe I was
on the drowning grave of anger;
maybe I was only an asshole’
Have been trying to avoid this. Haha.
I can feel it ring a bell within.
Beautiful thoughts and expression.🙂
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Thank you so much!
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The way you’ve crafted this piece is exceptional Lucy.
“Eyes like the Cheshire cat”
This was really clever. You’re pieces feel like the work of a genius, the way you play with words is so effortless. Loved this ❤
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Thank you so much, AB! ❤ ❤
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You’re welcome ❤️
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“Drowning grave of anger”
Love this poem, Lucy!
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Thank you! 😀
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Wow!
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Thank you! 💕
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