Merril is hosting Poetics in the Pub ~~ our focus is on
triumph and defeat. " Outlander" is one of my favorite drama series ~ difficult to get the theme music and storyline out of my head ~ after a recent binge! Have a listen ...
There
is a fine line
between triumph and defeat
a sword's width, a
heartbeat
the breath held between
yes and no
I
stand where stones hum
where time itself
is an open wound
The
wind carries echoes
your voice
not quite here
not quite
gone
"Sing me a song of a lass that is gone"
and I
wonder
if the lass was ever me
I’m a huge Outlander fan, Helen, and love the way you channelled it in this poem. Part of me would love to be that lass, but the other part would be too afraid of the raw violence of the time period.
ReplyDeleteTime does cast doubt on all our vanities and victories. Who was I fooling? Mostly me ...
ReplyDeleteThis is a wonderful poem, Helen. It has given me gooseflesh. Robbie
ReplyDeleteSo beautifully done, Helen! A lovely, haunting poem. 💙
ReplyDeleteI read the first Outlander book way back when, and I watched some of the first season. I didn't remember the song.
Philosophy in verse, such a smooth flow...and I am not allowed to give my name by blogsplot so I won't!
ReplyDeleteI love the way you describe that narrow line between victory and defeat.
ReplyDeleteI love the thought of these lines:
ReplyDeleteI stand where stones hum
where time itself
is an open wound
This is a great poem, Helen. Cities are places where time is an open wound!
Indeed Helen, our lives are like the flow of a river, we are never the same person again - beautifully put...
ReplyDeleteHelen, a haunting, richly textured lyrical poem that fuses landscape and emotion ❤️
ReplyDeleteThis is gorgeous, gorgeously rendered, Helen! Wow! ❤️❤️
ReplyDeleteI'm on my third re-watch of the show (addicted!) I stand where stones hum - shivers and tingle - a great line and a great poem.
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorites of yours.
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