is this a SOS
Or is it something else?
Are you okay?
Don’t delay.
Now I need to know if you’re okay
I am
Worried
I hope it’s not a bad fever nightmare vision pecking at my heart like the mad raven only can
But I am going mad
I keep hearing your voice
Echoing, overlapping
Music that haunts me and soothes me
The mad raven separated me from you,
That’s the only reason I couldn’t answer your many calls,
But now I’m worried for you
Did the false preacher slip you away somewhere hidden?
Are you going through something that is too hard to speak of?
Please let me help you
I know I am only a man
But I am still your string-tied companion
Jane, with affection and kindness
Yours,
Edward
About the Creator
Melissa Ingoldsby
I am a published author on Patheos,
I am Bexley by Resurgence Novels
The Half Paper Moon on Golden Storyline Books for Kindle.
My novella The Job and Atonement will be published this year by JMS Books
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A Flower Song
Apparently the Aztecs, Toltecs, Chichimecs and other Mexica were crazy about poetry. Despite the book-burning, slaughter, and epidemics that characterized the early stages of the Spanish conquest of the empires of Mexico, some hundreds of poems from the height of their tradition come down to us in Classical Nahuatl, preserved by Nahua and Spanish scholars of the 16th century. One of the most famous poets, Nezahualcoyotl, was a sage-king who opposed the cult of human sacrifice associated with Tezcatlipoca, God of the Smoking Mirror, and favored Quetzalcoatl, the Feathered Serpent. Flowers and feathers were the favorite offering of the Plumed Serpent. Moreover, flowers and feathers are a metaphor for poetry. Individual words, scattered petals, the down of tropical birds. The temples of blood sacrifice could be transformed into temples of flower and song. A sublimated offering to the Heart of Earth and the Heart of Sky encapsulated in the Classical Nahuatl kenning for poetry: in xōchitl in cuīcatl, meaning, "the flower and the song." The following poem is part of a longer work, and is in a state of flux, so take the waters as they flow:
By Rob Angeli3 days ago in Poets
Keys to a Happier and More Confident Life
In the pursuit of a happier and more confident life, it’s essential to keep some straightforward principles in mind. These guidelines can help you navigate the complexities of life with clarity and resilience. Here’s a simplified version of the wisdom shared:
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing7 days ago in Poets
Comments (2)
I find this poem quite intriguing and mysterious, with its vivid imagery and emotional tone that conveys a sense of concern and care for the person named Jane, leaving me wondering about the backstory and hoping for a positive resolution.👌👌👍
I like this, we’ll done 😀