Tuesday, July 25, 2023

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[María Berrío, Closed Geometry, 2022, paper collage and watercolor on linen; courtesy dVerse poetry
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UNREQUITED 
She lay there like a  paper doll

Cast to a windy day

All resolve is spoken in the colour pink

And consciousness knows no kindness


How many rocks need be stationed

To the rigors of love unrequited

How many hearts smashed on the altar of 

Fruitless strawberry bushes


Should she stay there bruised

Like grapes underfoot

Like garbage strewn

Like an eight day week

UNREQUITED © gillena cox 2023


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20 comments:

  1. Dwight L. RothJuly 25, 2023 at 7:03 PM

    Beautiful interpretation, Gillena. Loved the imagery in your poem.

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    1. Gillena CoxJuly 25, 2023 at 8:27 PM

      Thanks for your appreciation Dwight

      Much💜love

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  2. GraceJuly 25, 2023 at 8:10 PM

    That last stanza begs a question if she will stay there or not. Love your interpretation of what happens when love is unrequited. Never thought of adding strawberries and grapes into the canvas but the emotional distress was well captured.

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  3. Gillena CoxJuly 25, 2023 at 8:27 PM

    Thanks for your appreciation Grace

    Much💜love

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  4. ms_liliJuly 26, 2023 at 1:34 AM

    The figure does look like a discarded ragdoll :(

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    1. Gillena CoxJuly 26, 2023 at 2:49 AM

      Thanks for your appreciation Lisa

      Much💜love

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  5. rogblog666July 26, 2023 at 2:09 AM

    how many hearts smashed really grabbed my attention.

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  6. Gillena CoxJuly 26, 2023 at 2:49 AM

    Thanks for your appreciation Rog

    Much💜love

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  7. Kim M. RussellJuly 26, 2023 at 4:13 AM

    I agree, Gillena, the subject of the painting does look like a ‘paper doll cast to a windy day’ and I love the line ‘All resolve is spoken in the colour pink’. You’ve captured the emotional response to the ‘rigors of love unrequited’, particularly in the final stanza: ‘Like garbage strewn / Like an eight day week’.

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  8. Sanaa RizviJuly 26, 2023 at 4:24 AM

    Love this especially the question; "How many rocks need be stationed to the rigors of love unrequited." Gorgeous response to the prompt, Gillena! ❤️❤️

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  9. Gillena CoxJuly 26, 2023 at 4:55 AM

    Thanks for your appreciation Sanaa

    Much💜love

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  10. Merril D. SmithJuly 26, 2023 at 6:33 AM

    She does look like a cast off paper doll. A poignant piece. I really liked the line: ‘All resolve is spoken in the colour pink’. 💙

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  11. Gillena CoxJuly 26, 2023 at 1:53 PM

    Thanks for your appreciation Merril

    Much💜love

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  12. lynn__July 26, 2023 at 9:24 PM

    Such a sad little ragdoll...your poem/her story touches my heart, Gillena!

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  13. Gillena CoxJuly 27, 2023 at 6:44 AM

    Thanks for your appreciation Lynn

    Much💜love

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  14. Reena SaxenaJuly 27, 2023 at 6:52 AM

    An eight-day week shook me out of my reverie.

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    1. Gillena CoxJuly 27, 2023 at 2:41 PM

      Thanks for your appreciation Reena

      Much💜love

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  15. Yvonne OsborneJuly 27, 2023 at 10:23 AM

    Bruised as an eight day week. I love that metaphor!

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  16. Gillena CoxJuly 27, 2023 at 2:42 PM

    Thanks for your appreciation Yvonne

    Much💜love

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