His True Love #WritePhoto

#WritePhoto is a writing prompt created by Sue of Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo . Sue has chosen this image with the word prompt ‘paint’. You can write poetry (free style), essay or a story using the image or the word. I’ve chosen the image.

#WritePhoto prompt. His True Love…need Kleenex. #LovePoem #poetry Share on X

His True Love
 
Ash blew into his eye
As he scattered her
From the bridge
Into the Creek below
 
Lily pads will surround her
And gracious trees will soothe her
Just as she had asked
 
To rest her burned bones
Beneath the red bridge
Where they first kissed
 
He wiped his wet cheek
With his shirt sleeve
Dusted his true love
From his jeans
 
Thank you, my Love, he whispered
As he replaced the lid of the urn
Closing his eyes
For a final goodbye
 
He turned to leave
The bridge swayed
And the wind carried her scent
 Of lavender back to him

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18 Comments

Jacqui Murray
June 8, 2020 at 10:40 am
I love this photo, Lisa, a hopeful red bridge. Your poem is a perfect accompaniment.
- lisa
  June 8, 2020 at 4:06 pm
  Thank you so much, Jacqui 😀
Suzanne @ The Bookish Libra
June 1, 2020 at 5:38 pm
Sad but so beautiful at the same time. Well done!
- lisa
  June 3, 2020 at 9:52 am
  Thank you, Suzanne! 🙂
Sophie Wiley
May 31, 2020 at 6:58 pm
Well done, This is heartbreaking loss. Thank you.
- lisa
  June 1, 2020 at 5:26 am
  Thank you, Sophie.
annette kalandros
May 26, 2020 at 5:39 am
Well done. I like there are different ways a reader could take this–i.e, sarcasm or something sinister or simply as a heartbreaking loss.
- lisa
  May 26, 2020 at 8:45 am
  Thank you, Annette. I didn’t mean for that but I’m happy I’ve caused the reader to think on it. 😀 Thanks for stopping by!
Tamara
May 26, 2020 at 5:00 am
Oh my goodness – the ash and the tears. And the dusting her from his jeans! So descriptive!
- lisa
  May 26, 2020 at 8:44 am
  🙂 Thank you, Tamara.
Chrys Fey
May 25, 2020 at 2:28 pm
Oh gosh that was so sad. Right from the second line you had me. I got glimpses of Beth and Donovan in their old age while reading that and I was like, “Nooo!” Very beautiful. Thanks for sharing!
- lisa
  May 25, 2020 at 4:52 pm
  Awww, yes, I can see that. I could picture Donovan doing that for Beth. Now I’m tearing up… 😛
Darlene Foster
May 25, 2020 at 1:08 pm
This is such a heartfelt poem, Lisa. It made me think of my late friend’s boyfriend when he scattered her ashes in a bay on Pender Island. It broke my heart to see his pain.
- lisa
  May 25, 2020 at 1:22 pm
  Thank you, Darlene. I’m sorry for your loss.
Balroop Singh
May 25, 2020 at 11:24 am
Wow! This is awesome Lisa. How can you “dust true love!” Speaks volumes about love that never was. Somehow, for me this poem exudes sarcasm but that depends on the reader. Well-done.
- lisa
  May 25, 2020 at 1:19 pm
  Thank you so much, Balroop! Interesting thoughts. I didn’t intend sarcasm but I could see it going that way. In fact, I took a line out that was kind of cheeky.
Sue Vincent
May 25, 2020 at 11:03 am
Sad, but beautiful, Lisa. Thank you for joining in this week 🙂
- lisa
  May 25, 2020 at 1:17 pm
  Thank you, Sue 🙂 Thanks for the prompt.