My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
Without him she walks
within loving memories.
Shadows of her heart.
© Walter J. Wojtanik – 2016
Presented at dVerse Poets Pub – Haibun Monday: A Little Romance
My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
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This is beautiful. Is this about the current love of your life? it is beautiful, again. So romantic.
A past lost love, Toni. Thank you.
Love (ever, always) your internal rhyme. And oh, this:
“She has a notion they will meet again, face-to-face in elegance and grace.”
Yes, I turned up the amour, for sure! Thanks, De.
This is so tragically beautiful Walter! I love it. “Shadows of her heart” really is a beautiful pointer to emptiness we all feel when we love and lose.
You’ve got that right about the emptiness, Victoria. Oh, if you only knew the whole tragically beautiful story. A subject of many of my poems, I can never stop the inspiration. Thanks as always for your comments!
My pleasure, Walter. That inspiration makes beautiful poems 🙂
beautiful – and so they shall
And so I hope. Thanks, Maureen!
I hope they will meet again, in elegance and grace. Her deep sorrow is palpable, with:
her face hidden in a forbidden tear-
I hope so too, Grace!
Lovely words 🙂
Thanks Arlene.
Always looking for that missing piece. Interesting how you wrote in the third person, making me wonder who this is about.
Well, she’s not around to write it in first. We become the voice of the voiceless.
Great rhyme scheme, I like the rhythm and flow. I’m a weaver and somehow this is like a tapestry to me. 🙂
Thanks, Crystal. Funny you mention tapestry. I’ve have several pieces referred to in that regard. Our words are the connecting threads woven into each other’s fabric!
Yes, the third person leaves us without a specific POV, but lovely poetics, message, story, for sure–& your challenge to us to determine who is who & why in even more intriguing as our imagination fills in the blanks.
A “voice” from my youth carried this POV. Her silence cannot tell the tale now. Thanks Glenn.
A heartbreaker, Walt. The beauty is in the words, with no need to know who is speaking.
Yeah, I thought that was what poetics was all about too.
achingly sad yet written beautifully, Walter. ❤ ❤ ❤
A helpless romantic never leaves the achingly sad from being expressed beautifully, as you say! Thanks for the comments.
So true! you are welcome, Walter. 🙂
“Shadows of her heart…” Yes, I feel her sentiments. Beautifully done, Walter.
Thanks Maria! Glad I got that across!
My pleasure, Walter. 🙂
sMiLes.. romance
without a little
mystery
and
intrigue
is just
another
science abstract
to me.. thank you..
that’s the way i like it
my friEnd.. alWays noW..
Leave
the best
parts out..:)
Thanks, Katie. Leave the best part out!
Hi Walter.. Thank
You.. i enjoyed your poem..:)
By now I have read what you said somewhere else, so I know What/who this is about. Sad … yet I think it shows a good heart, to write it from her point of view, and make her such a romantic figure.
I’ve written her before, Rosemary. Thank you for your kind words!
The love expressed here and in most other haibun I read so far, is what keeps the earth on its axis, I am sure.
As the song says, it makes the world go around, Petru. Thank you!
This is so beautiful, Walter, and I love the internal rhyme in the prose section.
My haibun always seem to start out rather poetic. It carries that through to the haiku/senryu. I love internal rhyme, I guess it shows, Kim!
She has a notion they will meet again,
face-to-face in elegance and grace
Even though he was reluctant to share his love she was still hoping. It is a sad situation of unrequited love! Wonderful lines Walter
Hank
Thanks Hank! There’s always hope. Even lost love is love!
Two become one but someday death divides…love is worth it. She is strong to go on with “elegance and grace” (if both are believers, they will meet again!). Beautiful internal rhymes in your poetic prose, Walt, which lighten the sadness.
You know, I never feel the sadness writing it, but it comes through. It is heavily memory based, and she is the best memory I have! Thanks for commenting, Lynn!
In so many ways, I can see my mother in this poem, and for me, that’s what good poetry is all about – it speaks to every heart.
If I can touch my heart and let others feel it, then I feel I’ve done what I wanted to accomplish, Marilyn! Thank you.
I admire her elegance and grace, as she walks on.
Thanks Sherry!
I do, so enjoy your writing.
I appreciate that, ZQ! The felling is mutual!
This goes straight to the heart.
Straight from one heart to another, Arcadia! Glad you came by to read.
Beautiful, Walter! ❤
Thanks you so much, Josslyn! I try my best !
You’re welcome! 🙂
Oh that beautiful hope of eternity shines through in this!
Without it, I really don’t see it as love, Bryan! Thanks for seeing it!
This was both heartbreaking and hopeful..and all beautiful. I enjoyed the internal rhyme and flow.