The use of metaphor increases the reader's understanding and draws him deeper into the poem. I learned to use at least one metaphor in every poem I write.
Our Loss
for
my brother, Ray
Family,
like
threads tightly woven
in a
fine tapestry --
fiery
reds, cool blues, pale yellows.
Family,
like the
petals of a rosebud
curving
close around each other,
maturing,
gently falling
to die
upon the ground.
Family,
like a
clump of grass.
Disturb
one blade,
affect
all that remain.
You were
plucked from us,
and now
we don't know
which
way to lean
when the
winds blow.
----Glenda Council Beall
Your poem brought tears to my eyes. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteA thread is snipped and the tapestry starts to unravel...
ReplyDeleteSadly too familiar.
thank you for reading my poem and leaving your comments. This weekend as I meet family I haven't seen in many years, the thoughts in these verses come to my mind again. Cousins re-weave our tapestry as we talk about your parents, grandparents, learn new stories about those who have gone on and meet some who by blood are as familiar to us as if we grew up together. Family is so important.
ReplyDeleteGlenda, With your poem, it is obvious that you saved the best for last. Great stuff!
ReplyDeleteBill Ramsey