Gray World

Written for dVerse Poets Pub:  Open Link Night #176 (posted by Grace)
This is your opportunity to link 1 poem of your choice as this is no prompt-day.


by Salvador Dali

They found me.  I did not want
to be found.  I waited in vain,
day after day.  Prayed you would return.
I am bereft.  You left me with nothing
of my own, except these clothes I wear
now, soaked from my burial
at sea, a near tragedy, they said.
Near is not enough.  I languish
in this dingy pink room, from which
I shall never be set free.  See
what your cruelty has wrought?
Another gold-plated trinket
on a chain of linked liabilities.
And always, there is the sea . . .

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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6 Responses to Gray World

  1. Grace says:

    I love the way you described her sadness and desolation. But I think we make or believe in our own chains, instead of breaking away from it. Good one Sara.

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  2. Such melancholy and despair well expressed, Pard 2.0! A beautiful scene you’ve painted nonetheless!


  3. hypercryptical says:

    Ah the sea, she is still calling…
    Beautifully expressed sorrow and despair.
    Kind regards
    Anna :o]

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  4. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:

    Sad indeed.

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  5. kanzensakura says:

    Lovely sad poem. Nearly a miracle and yet such loss.

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