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Rumination by Clara Mae Gregory
gone is the dream garden of larkspur and violets
in the breath of a moment he shouted his silence
her ears burning numb become deaf and dumb
waiting in a room full of emotional violence
deep in a death-like grip, her will-o'-the-wisp
with a razor sharp rip tore her heart all apart
confronting the rumination that doesn't exist
she bids her ghost lover dressed blue to depart
stitched up the bled wounds as he left without her
her nightmares echo the shouts of his silence
haunted by the sound of quiescence grown louder
gone is the dream garden of larkspur and violets
12/26/2008 Author's Note: (reposting older work)
*The will o' the wisp has appeared in many guises across many genres and forms of literature.It commonly referrs to "ghost lights" as reportedly seen in bogs.But,in literature, Will o' the wisp sometimes has a metaphorical meaning, describing a hope or goal that leads one on but is impossible to reach, or something one finds sinister and confounding.Samuel Taylor Coleridge's poem The Rime of the Ancient Mariner describes the Will o' the wisp as such an example.
Posted on 12/01/2009 Copyright © 2026 Clara Mae Gregory
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