A Brief Time
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A leaf rests silent on the ground
Beside a withered rose.
With careful flight
The sunset lights
Beside a withered rose.
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I don’t know where my whisper goes
Into the reaching night.
A breath, a hold,
A heartbeat folds
Into the reaching night.
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Your little hands held on so tight
Around my aching soul
They yet have wound
A silent sound
Around my aching soul.
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I know what I was always told
Of all that’s lost or found.
I miss your nose
And little toes,
Of all that’s lost or found.
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- Lona Gynt, October 2022
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A response to the DVerse Poetry pub hosted this evening by Laura Bloomsbury. Laura invites to write to the Roundabout Form.
Read about that here:
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Scattered thoughts made a little more random 
I love this…
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Thank you! She has been on my mind always actually.
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Lona,
The profound sense of loss comes through so authentically in spite of the contrived form that in this case you made the “roundabout” work beautifully as a lament that never ends. Inspiring work.
~ Dora
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Thank you Dora, that means a great deal to me. Forms are a wonderful path, but one should always think for what one wants to say, than what the form allows you to say. Thank you for your kind read.
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Works so well, this lament in roundabout form. Bravo.
Thanks for dropping by my blog.
Much❤love
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Pleasure, thank you!
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Lona, your roundabout is perfect and brought me to tears. These lines spoke to me, the emotion is so familiar:
‘I don’t know where my whisper goes
Into the reaching night’
and
‘They yet have wound
A silent sound
Around my aching soul’.
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Thank you Kim. Her life was so brief, but so beautiful, I have become more agnostic than faithful lately about an afterlife, and so 20 years later, have been mourning my child again in a different way. I am still so grateful she was here, and am glad to say that even without faith, I at least still have hope. I appreciate your tender reading.
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A very sweet poem, Lona! Good to see you back at d’Verse again!
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Thank you, good to drop in. Hope to be able to become a regular again, this year has made it tough. Be well 🙂
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Thank you. You too.
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Lona I am overawed by the tenderness you wrapped in these lines, outdoing all the restrictions so that they become secondary but are absolutely correct.
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Thank you Laura. I really enjoyed you introducing this form to us. I feel like it actually added substantively to the feeling of my poem. Sometimes commentators say that repetitive forms evoke a sense of anxiety or obsession in the poem, but in this Context I felt like it added a different twist of meaning to the repeated line in each stanza, and helped me feel more contemplative and incantatory. This was a great week to come back and be taught something new by you. Thank you!
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and thank you for being so positive and contrary to expectation finding freedom of expression for this poem within these bounds
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❤️
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The words entered through my heart. So much of life is a mystery.
I’m glad to see you here. (K)
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Glad to see you too (K)!!! 🙂
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Wonderful
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Thank you Paul ☺️
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Most welcome Lona 🙂
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Heartbreaking, yet clearly heartfelt.
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Thank you Ken
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This is so well done to the form, and the lament of loss really shines through the poem. It was not really until
I miss your nose
And little toes,
I realized that it was the loss of a child…
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Thank you Björn. It has been 22 years, but I have been grieving her in a new way lately. Even if life is brief, it is still profound in touching other lives.
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This really touched my heart, Lona. Good to see you back.
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thank you my friend, will be here now and again. 🙂
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Such a heartfelt lament! The sense of loss is so moving.
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💕🙏
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