MELANCHOLY

anxiety, separation

MELANCHOLY

 

My spirit plunges to a dark home

At the notion of his impending leave

Once again

When alone, countless teardrops

Surge down my cheeks

My eyes cloud, my eyelashes weighty

Sinister circles below

 

I endlessly distress he shall not revert

Battles kill, will he render as a deceased soldier

In a wooden coffin?

Why do I have such fright and overreact?

I sense his agitation as well

Though he disguises it suitably

As I recall, three years of assignment

Across a vast ocean

    

I must dress up my bravest front

Else his mind may totter

I miss him erstwhile

Desolation augments upon my mood

Like a captain befalls with his ship

 

At nightfall covered with silken sheets

He notes my melancholy

His aspect comforts my soul

I gaze with blood red eyes

He senses my disquiet with consoles

He laments, tender strokes

His eyes shut, whispers “I love you”

I mouth the unerring words

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[willweb]

My friend, when you write melancholy, you write MELANCHOLY. I could feel this, the fear, the unknown, the question and the thump, thump, thump of a worried heart. This was impressive Betty. It is sad that there are people right now, today, at this very moment feeling this, going through this anguish. Sad. Wonderfully written.

[Betty Hermelee]

WOW Will, I love your REVIEW!!!
Best, B

[Lorry]

Well that should be the new dictionary definition of melancholy, wearing a mask for the others benefit, while trying to keep the same worries hidden from your own countenance.
It is why I enjoy reading the war poets. Their thoughts are brutally honest on the page, while very little is spoken.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thanks, Lorry for a very thoughtful review!
Best, B

[Tom]

The angst, worry, concern come clearly through, creative imagery/metaphor define the situation, this brave soldier committed to serve his country and now the call has arrived, both he and his lover are experiencing the pangs of days ahead without each other, and indeed, what does the future beyond have in store, perish the thought?

' Desolation augments upon my mood

Like a captain befalls with his ship '

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[Betty Hermelee]

A very in-depth review Tom, much appreciated!
Best,
B