That smile of yours was infectious
Your eagerness to please
A waste
Your life on earth was so precious
Shattered by your disease
In haste
You rushed full speed into reckless
With toxic remedies
The weight
Of winter leaves our lungs breathless
We sink upon our knees
The date
Worn heavy like your skull necklace
Choking us in degrees
Pain great
W3 Prompt #195: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week , Marion, challenges us to write a Memento. I modified the form slightly to make it my own, as prompted by Melissa, hosting this week’s TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 48.
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A very haunting poem Jen that says so much 🩷
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Thank you, Ange. 🤍
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Very well written Jennifer
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Thank you, Sadje. 🤍
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You’re welcome Jennifer
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Jen, your modified memento form with the extra stanza works perfectly. ‘The weight/ of winter leaves our lungs breathless’ – wonderful lines in a poem that evokes the weight of such sorrow so well.
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Thank you, Marion!🤍
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Grief’s weight. Beautiful . Sad.
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Thank you, Kaci.
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Jennifer this is lovely (but rather bleak in the outcome of the story)… Great imagery!!
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Thank you, Val.
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You’re welcome Jennifer!
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Beautiful Jennifer 🥰🥰🥰
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Thank you, Carol Anne!
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The weight of grief is haunting in your words, Jennifer. This is so poignant. 🌹
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Thank you, Colleen!
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Jen, I keep coming back to “Worn heavy like your skull necklace.” It feels stark and weighted, and the tight form makes the grief feel held in, not poured out.
~David
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