All the Echoed Whys

Vincent van Gogh, “Starry Night Over the Rhone,” [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

All delirious and bitter,
whispers in blue-shadow light—
“needs must,” she says,
the TV on, urging their mad dreams
of what if—

But after,
when the lathered red lust is over,
and death chants crushed,
who recalls us?
Through mist, I watch the moon—sleep, sing, shine.
And as the fiddler sprays a thousand diamonds into the sky
they soar, time-aching with echoed whys.

My poem from the Magnetic Poetry Oracle. This time, she really gave me everything (except echo). She obviously knows what’s going on in the world.

29 thoughts on “All the Echoed Whys

  1. These are the lines that most resonated with me. The human condition, it would seem.

    But after,
    when the lathered red lust is over,
    and death chants crushed,
    who recalls us?

  2. With the stars shining this night in the glow of the moon reflecting upon the sea, I shall go shortly to sleep with this beautiful image and words imprinted and give thanks to your a oracle and pen Merril –

  3. Like Liz, these lines resonated with me:
    But after,
    when the lathered red lust is over,
    and death chants crushed,
    who recalls us?

    Your poem is lovely and suits the painting to a tee. It leaves my heart heavy, but that’s the beauty of poetry, isn’t it?

    • Thank you very much, Marie.
      I’m so sorry it left your heart heavy. I really just went where the Oracle led me today, and I intended it to be more of something to think about than sorrow.

      • Oh, no worries, Merril! It’s just with all the death … and death going on, my mind naturally went there. But your poem gave my feelings a release, a voice (?), and I appreciate that. Kind of like a song that makes you cry but you listen to it over and over anyway because you love it … hope that makes sense 🙂

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