NaPoWriMo Day 4 – Love

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I have your name etched
on my skin, its lines and curves
and slants edged in rich, deep black.
I carry your face
in my memory, nestled
like a flash of bright white light
saves the sameness of a
dark spring night.

Your name is a call
and echo, one that I murmur
like the repeating melody
of a descant; the twang of
a bow’s string reverberating
in the stillness of the valley air,
the thud of an arrow steered unerringly
as it rips into a doe’s ribcage.

Between here and there is a
road to nowhere, to build they say
one must first tear down,
For life, a Dying first.


For the NaPoWriMo Day 4 prompt; a poem about Love or Lovelessness that doesn’t include the word LOVE itself. 

4 comments

  1. La Reine · April 5, 2015

    But that image though…
    Seriously, I liked how the word play in the second stanza called sounds to mind.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. TheRustGeek · April 5, 2015

    Chuffed at high praise from a far more proficient of the art… Thanks 🙂

    Like

  3. Jennifer.A · April 7, 2015

    I loved this. Especially…
    “the twang of
    a bow’s string reverberating
    in the stillness of the valley air”

    WOW. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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