The Place Where You Fell (poem)

Way back when I started writing poetry, it was only in January but feels like a lifetime ago, I also started reading poetry and studying poetry.  My writing is a mix of free verse and rhymed verse, but I have never intentionally followed the poetic form (structure) for any given type of poem – with the exception of Haiku.  Recently I spent two days composing Insect Poems and by chance one of these poems followed the poetic form of a limerick, through no planning, it was just how I’d written it.

In reading poetry, I appreciate the range of styles, techniques, and forms that are used but mostly I just get a feeling for whether it sounds right.  Not wanting pretend that I’m some kind of poetic expert, but there are poems that just don’t gel with me.  Not through their content, or whether I understand them, just in their rhythm, pace and use of expressive tools such as alliteration, repetition, metaphors etc.

The poetry I’ve written (must be over 250 poems by now) has mostly just come from a place within me, I’ve said before that it’s almost like the poem writes itself.  There are some where I’ve planned the theme or started with a concept and while I think they’re just as good, they take a lot longer to construct.

While waiting at the hospital for an x-ray this morning (more on that another day) I decided I’d try to write a poem that was a bit more abstract, one where the reader’s interpretation may not be as instant, one with more romantic, flowery language.

The Place Where You Fell is the result… enjoy and let me know what you think 🙂


The Place Where You Fell

Take me back to the place where you fell
where petals swirl their intricate dance
beneath the boughs of the magnolia tree

Take me back to the place where you fell
where petals cover the hard earth
with their soft velvet carpet

Take me back to the place where you fell
to reminisce on warm summer days
where we lay down with eyes closed
beneath the boughs of the magnolia tree
soft petals, delicate fragrance settled on our skin

Take me back to the place where you fell
beneath the boughs of the magnolia tree
where, for the last time, you lay down

copyright © 2018 Karen Horsley

Comments

2 comments on “The Place Where You Fell (poem)”
  1. Invisibly Me says:

    I love the abstract nature, and its gentle cadence. It made me quite sad, quite reminiscent with a sense of loss.
    I hope the Xrays went okay, keep us posted.xx

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    1. Karen says:

      Yes, definitely a sad poem. And open to interpretation by the reader.

      Briefly, I’m on urgent referral to cardiology because of my near blackouts/dizziness and because gp could hear a heart murmur, so chest x-ray done, echo and outpatients appointment to follow… I’ll write more in my Sunday running post.

      Like

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