Friday, 1 February 2013

Goodnight Sadness

I lie in bed staring at the ceiling
I know it's every line
I know how the shadows fall
and wait for them 
to hide the sadness 
written there
before I close my eyes

I slip into a dream
bleak and bare as the ceiling
Even the moon is bare
and cold as stone
A watchful tree stands
rigid, silent, accusing
A violin begins
to keen piteously
A butterfly merely
a fragile shadow of itself
flutters, trapped
in an erratic flight
A rose weeps
a putrid bouquet

There are no shadows
here
Here there is no escape
from the sadness
written on
the ceiling
Rose 
This piece was inspired by Paul Eluard
'Adieu tristesse/ bonjour tristesse/ Tu es inscrite dans les
lignes du plafond'
   
  

26 comments:

  1. So deep...so moving...so utterly perfect!
    Rose, this touched my Soul.
    I kept thinking of 'Wuthering Heights' as I read it.

    This is a true classic :)

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  2. Haunting words and intriguing image, Rose!

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  3. It's certainly a drifting piece taking one from drowsiness to dreams and back to waking sadness. I like "A violin begins to keen piteously".

    This took me back to my childhood when I would read the ceiling before falling asleep or turning on my side to read the wallpaper.

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  4. Hi Rose, I left a link on the post that you said you'd like to hear me read. I hope it works for ya. Just press the orange button on the player. Thanks Rose for everything.

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  5. At first I thought it was going to be about insomnia, but as I read on, it became very sad.

    Thanks for the visit today, I have been neglecting my Quotes and Things blog lately. I post on my Reading Blogs, and once a week on my "Food Lust Journal" Today I posted about "Guilty Pleasures", What is your Guilty Pleasures, come by and let me know. ; )

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  6. Invitation - inglês
    I'm Brazilian.
    Spent reading here, and visit his blog.
    I also have one, only much simpler.
    I'm inviting you to visit me, and if possible follow together for them and with them. I always liked to write, expose and share my ideas with people, regardless of class Social, Religious Creed, the Sexual Orientation, or, of Ethnicity.
    To me, what will interest is our exchange of ideas, and, thoughts.
    I'm there in my space Simpleton, waiting for you.
    And I'm already following your blog.
    Strength, Peace, Friendship and Happiness
    For you, a hug from Brazil.
    www.josemariacosta.com

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  7. Ygraine, Thank you for your lovely comment:)

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  8. Liz, Thank you so much :)

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  9. Gnome, Thank you, I still search the darkness before I sleep picking out shapes and shades of grey :)

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  10. Gnome, Thanks for the link - totally brings the piece to life - amazing, thank you :D

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  11. Ann, Thanks for reading. I will definitely be around but as you can see I
    have a lot of catching up to do :D

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  12. Oh Rose this is so moving ... beautiful!

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  13. Moon, Thank you dear lady:)

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  14. Come on, when are you gonna' post your next gem? It's been over a month now! :(

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  15. Let's hope for spring and sun and the small flowers soon:)

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  16. Gnome,
    :) Gems don't grow on trees my dear friend they need to be cultivated - oh who am I fooling? I got nothing !!!! Run out of ink !!!! Lost my muse !!!! The head is empty !!! :) :)

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  17. Daniel,
    Indeed it is was is lacking:)

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  18. Oh Rose this is so moving ... it has a haunting quality ... very well done!

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  19. Moon, Thank you dear lady!

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