A drizzly summer evening,
standing on the brow of an open ridge,
I thought of you, ma jolie,
as the tainted coils of mist swirled
and gathered their grayness around me.
The wind moved sluggishly through the trees,
drifting into the valley below.
In that mist-laden quiet,
loneliness overtook me,
but I am free
from the sorrowful weeping of long nights,
from the racing thoughts
filled with hopeless sighs.
Loneliness,
you are a beaten enemy—
defeated.
I turn away from the ridge,
breathe in the damp, misty air,
and begin the walk down.
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Fantastic
A beautiful write that starts with a mystery of who this person is a Picasso painting or a more recent song or just someone known. The imagery is stunning and the thought echoes in the mind. Then the decent back to the real world or maybe back to the fake world from the real. Nicely done my friend
“Ma Jolie” (“my pretty one”) is someone in my life. There was a time in my life when I experienced loneliness and unrequited love. I was at a low point.
I titled the poem Ma Jolie because I like the sound of the French phrase and its meaning. Picasso’s painting Ma Jolie gave me the title, but the theme of the poem is unrequited love and the loneliness I experienced during that period of my life.
I appreciate your comments and the time you took to really read the poem and delve into its mystery, which was unintentional.
Thank you!
Your poems are always worth exploration. I know what it is to have one's poems read at surface level. Most of mine are written with multiple levels and metaphor that seldom is seen by the reader. Most poems deserve a second of third look they have taken the writer time, effort and part of their heart to write. Yours are works of art and need to be appreciated.
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