Mercy

They spoke in soft wordless tunes that made the stars blink in confusion.

Against her silver ear, his wet cloak dragging his shoulders down, struggling to stand on blue calloused toes, too weary to dance to her unrelenting rhythm, the wounded ocean was begging her to stop.

She pulled him closer and whispered. If it were up to me, you would be still, you would lie like an unblemished mirror, so I can finally see what the remorseless wind has blown into my one weeping eye.

But this music plays on.

love in her talons
reason in her blood-stained beak
a lone heart pleads

For the midweek prompt at Poets United: “Mercy”
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26 thoughts on “Mercy

  1. This made me think of the film ‘The Red Shoes’.. such an intense interaction – perhaps both parties are hoping for the same outcome but are dancing in their own ways..a powerful and merciful poem

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  2. really enjoyed that you incorporated in a wonderful personification the two entities i most cherish coexisting with; the ocean and the eagle or osprey.

    appreciate how you went from free verse or prose to haiku

    gracias

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  3. WOW! ocean may well weep at the relentlessness with which moon and gods try to raise her into a mirror! It is the mirror, the wild one turned to prey in a predator’s claws. Mercy. I read this agaain and again!

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  4. Wow, I re-read it after your explanation in the comments about the moon and got so much more out of it. I especially admire “so I can finally see what the remorseless wind has blown into my one weeping eye”…….and the strong image of the talons and blood-stained beak. Powerful writing!

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    1. Thanks Sherry.. there are little things that are quite out of our control, but they still shape us and our lives, though others may never quite understand why or how it works.

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  5. I really love the imagery in your poem. You are so gifted in this way. Admittedly I appreciated it more after I read the comments and then recognized you were writing about the moon.

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  6. A powerful write … and yes … the poor ocean must continue to dance to her callous tune – but then she is what she is and cannot change, even if she would like to … interesting metaphor … a bit disquieting if related to human beings …

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    1. Thanks Bastet, absolutely… mercy implies someone has the power to be merciful…not always the case! Some things are just not controllable.. and that’s just the way it is, I think.

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