This Time for Prompt 64 Ya’aburnee

This time
night falls just as a shroud
and all the stars here gathered
hide behind a cloud
burning endlessly
You bury me
this time

This time
you hear my brittle voice
The illness has its way
We have such little choice
See how I bleed?
You bury me
this time

This time
while limbs still ache to touch
see what inspires too little
will yet amount to much
I’m never free
You bury me
this time

This time
a century’s too long
our little lives too brief
to sing our complex song
In hours of need
you bury me
this time

Last time
you shattered at daybreak
I watched you fall
The very earth did quake
Death took it all
Now take it all
and do this thing for me
Just once you bury me
this time

(c) Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved

For mindlovemisery’s prompt at:

I loved the concept of the word for this prompt, and to me it spoke of lovers over lifetimes in a dance of loss and hope.

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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10 Responses to This Time for Prompt 64 Ya’aburnee

  1. Lovely take on the prompt Helen and excellent use of repetition.

  2. Just like an aching sad song. Beautiful.

  3. Oh wow breath-taking piece and the repetition is truly divine

  4. Skye says:

    I love this, Sis. Well done!! 🙂 xxxxx

  5. This is a painful poem. I live with a chronic illness and this felt as if you were speaking to me. Well done.

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