Poem Sketching - Song of Sorrow



Song of Sorrow

Kicking around pine cones
It's cold, the wind
Pushes raindrops against my face
Beating, tiny notes of music
Lamenting.

Would it not be wondrous - grow wings,
fly up, add notes - the soft
dancing notes of a tambourine.

--

From Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, using the revisited Poem Sketching prompt.
Word group used: pines, tambourines, raindrops, wings


Comments

  1. Sanaa Rizvi29 March 2015 at 12:53

    Intriguing..!!
    xoxo

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  2. Mary29 March 2015 at 13:39

    Ah, the cold and wind and raindrops are definitely reason to lament.

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    1. Mary29 March 2015 at 14:29

      http://inthecornerofmyeye.blogspot.com/2015/03/to-read-poem.html

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  3. Gabriella29 March 2015 at 14:24

    I'd prefer the sound of a tambourine to the sound of the cold biting wind.

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    1. Kerridwen29 March 2015 at 16:57

      Me too! I loved this prompt. I'd never have used 'tambourine' without it!

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  4. Jae Rose29 March 2015 at 14:43

    It would be good to be lifted up at times...perhaps if we listen hard enough!

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  5. brudberg29 March 2015 at 17:06

    We have such a rain today... and I would prefer the real tambourine too...

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  6. Natašek29 March 2015 at 18:16

    lovely images :)

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  7. Sumana Roy29 March 2015 at 18:27

    clever use of the words...

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  8. Sherry Blue Sky29 March 2015 at 20:34

    I can really feel this poem, the lamenting, the cold rain.......and love the note of hope at the end, which uplifts the reader.......

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  9. Donna@LivingFromHappiness29 March 2015 at 22:14

    I love your sketch and what a delightful poem. I often wish I could fly high like a bird and soar on the thermal winds to warmer places.

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  10. Jennifer Wagner29 March 2015 at 23:23

    The first stanza made me think of autumn...and the second of spring! I like the sketch, too--adorable.

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  11. totomai29 March 2015 at 23:41

    indeed the song of sorrow but your words can make one dance in joy.

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  12. Gillena Cox30 March 2015 at 02:27

    This is such a profound write. I truly feel the despair of the persona

    Have a blessed Sunday

    Much love...

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  13. Thotpurge30 March 2015 at 03:07

    Love the imagery at the end... fly up and add notes!

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  14. Torie31 March 2015 at 00:33

    I really enjoyed this, Kerridwen :) I know I'm echoing others when I tell you that I loved the imagery :) You did a lovely job on this poem :)

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  15. ZQ31 March 2015 at 03:04

    Unique and interesting style.
    ZQ

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  16. Myrna R.31 March 2015 at 17:09

    Lovely writing. Nature reflecting one's mood and making sad music, the yearning for the tambourine of joy. Very well written. I enjoyed this so much.

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  17. Marian1 April 2015 at 12:01

    That tambourine surprised me... nice! I can hear it.

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