A balalaika plays
crisp, clear notes
to stroke away each
worry and each woe.
Each jerk on strings which
pull this way then that
to pass beyond all carnage of
earthly living fear.
I knew you long ago
in that place before time.
Before ancients built their
monuments to please God’s who ruled
the paths we now walk, too.
I knew you in the softest song of the wind
or, in its most playful loud.
Knew you in each dance of waves
which rise up, puncture the air
then rush to great waiting shores.
After searching for you
most of my life
I found you
and know you so well
for,
you are me
The peaceful part.
~*~
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Shared with 3WW CCLXV #Prompt Carnage, Jerk, Puncture
ABC Wednesday Letter #Prompt ” P “
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“I knew you long ago
in that place before time.” I dig this line 🙂 soooo cool!
Hello.
Some beautiful imagery contained in this one.
Nice ending too.
Thanks for sharing.
Probing Into Your Thoughts
This is something akin to peace and wonder all rolled into one and the image is striking.
very lovely – awesome finish
You used the three words very well!! The poem is pretty, peaceful and perfect!! You do justice to both places!!
So PRETTY and perfect for P! Late visiting from ABC Wednesday.
You can find my Presidents of the United States entry through the link. Thanks!
this sort of pulled at me, as if a string from the instrument as well, well done! 🙂
Enjoyed how you twisted the words to a peaceful end…
nice poem.
Peace,
Siggi in Maine
This is such a nice, peaceful poem. Totally not me, though. 😉
Great use of three words. Please read my attempt.
nice….finding oneself…or at least the peaceful part can be a lifelong quest…in the wind and waves…yes there are nice rhythms there…smiles.
Very thoughtful asnd I love the dove picture.
Sometimes we all need to search for that peaceful part of ourselves. Nicely done.
lovely.
Wow you really took some none nice words and made them all peaceful. Geez how is the cat ever going to use such things it you make them nice all the time..haha
Oh I so love this….especially “the peaceful part.” Just beautiful.
Excellent ending to that.
I can feel the peace gathered up in the opening and closing lines..how it takes effort and trials to find..to know..but how in the end you find contentment..peace..Jae
You have a Lennon quote. A balalaika always reminds me of the Beatles song Back in the USSR.
ROG, ABC Wednesday team