Ghost of gardens.

infinite in papery moons
why must I lay
under your foot
in the voluptuous
sea? 

madcaps and glassed eyes
her next death
in a million moons I’ve yet to meet;

god’s leavetaking, nothing left for you
but a ghost of gardens.
 
© 2020 lucysworks.com All Rights Reserved. 

Reposted for the dVerse Open Link Night.


  57 comments for “Ghost of gardens.

  1. December 31, 2020 at 7:17 am

    I’m really enjoying your short poems series, Lucy!

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  2. SteelWarrior/PoetOfSteel
    December 31, 2020 at 2:43 pm

    This is awesome! The poem is short but yet conveys so much meaning! I’ve gotta try this sometime!

    Liked by 4 people

    • December 31, 2020 at 3:33 pm

      Thank you so much, and yes, definitely try it out. A poem a day is a neat challenge, especially with the limited amount of characters you’re limited to on Twitter. 🙂 I’m hoping I can keep this up for a whole year, but who knows? That’s the fun in it, I guess!

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  3. sanaarizvi
    January 7, 2021 at 3:05 pm

    So exquisite in its brevity and ache, Lucy! 💝

    Liked by 3 people

    • January 7, 2021 at 10:42 pm

      Thank you so much, Sanaa!

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  4. January 7, 2021 at 3:09 pm

    excellent finale to a great poem

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  5. January 7, 2021 at 3:21 pm

    “…a million moons” and a “ghost of gardens…”

    Love the alliterations & all the other aspects of this brief work, Lucy. Awesome.

    Liked by 2 people

    • January 7, 2021 at 10:42 pm

      Aww, thank you Ron. 🙂

      Like

  6. January 7, 2021 at 3:21 pm

    Lucy, this is wonderful- I love the ending.

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  7. January 7, 2021 at 3:22 pm

    I too am enjoying your short poems, Lucy, and the way they haunt me, especially the phrase ‘infinite in papery moons’ and the final lines.

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  8. Glenn A. Buttkus
    January 7, 2021 at 3:36 pm

    Those final lines are killer,”God’s leavetaking, nothing left for you but a ghost of gardens.” I flashed on the state of mind of the naked Jews in the Nazi showers as the gas came on. One vocabulary note given to me by an English teacher. “It’s lie not lay. Chickens lay, poets lie.”

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    • January 7, 2021 at 10:45 pm

      Thank you, Glenn! I have heard of something like that before and I might switch it to lie. That’s a good way to remember it, though. 😀

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  9. January 7, 2021 at 3:45 pm

    Just love the way you expressed yourself.

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    • January 7, 2021 at 10:45 pm

      Aww, thank you. 🙂

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  10. January 7, 2021 at 3:47 pm

    Emotionally intense with such a deep note of sorrow.

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  11. January 7, 2021 at 3:56 pm

    This short poem is emotionally deep felt and the way you crafted every phrase.

    Liked by 3 people

  12. January 7, 2021 at 5:25 pm

    Good writing, Lucy! Beautifully crafted. You can sense the thoughtful choice behind every word.

    Liked by 2 people

    • January 7, 2021 at 10:45 pm

      Thank you, Susan!

      Like

  13. January 7, 2021 at 7:41 pm

    I love the way you play with sound in your work Lucy. It is a joy to “pronunciate” through your pieces — and love the hallucinogenic images you create. Always a blast to read.

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    • January 7, 2021 at 10:45 pm

      Thank you very much, Rob. That means a lot to hear that!

      Like

  14. January 7, 2021 at 7:50 pm

    Beautiful crafted and point made!

    Liked by 2 people

  15. January 7, 2021 at 7:58 pm

    I remember this one made me smile on twitter! I love the questioning in this, I feel a type of rebellion going on. Maybe that’s the tone I’m inserting into it in my own mind though. You had me at papery moons though. ✨

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    • January 7, 2021 at 10:47 pm

      Yes, I remember you said something like that! 😀 Thank you so much and it is definitely a rebellion in some ways. The narrator no longer wants to be under the foot of anyone anymore; they’ve had enough.

      Liked by 1 person

      • January 8, 2021 at 12:54 am

        I’m glad I read it right then. I felt the fight in there! 👊

        Liked by 2 people

  16. Xan
    January 7, 2021 at 8:31 pm

    Oh, wow. this gave me shivers.

    Liked by 2 people

  17. January 7, 2021 at 8:38 pm

    Very nice images Lucy! “Dust in the wind… all we end up being is dust/ghost in the wind!”

    Liked by 4 people

  18. January 8, 2021 at 6:48 am

    Reading your poems, including this one, leaves me feeling humbled.

    Also, now I know what a ‘madcap’ is – thanks for that!

    Yours,
    David

    Liked by 3 people

    • January 8, 2021 at 8:06 am

      Thank you, David. ❤️❤️

      Like

  19. January 8, 2021 at 9:57 am

    This was an awesome poem! I’m so glad Phoebe connected me to you.

    Coincedently, I also submitted a poem as my favourite post! 😁

    Liked by 2 people

    • January 8, 2021 at 1:02 pm

      Aww, thank you. ❤️❤️

      Like

  20. January 8, 2021 at 12:02 pm

    I imagine that ghost of gardens as aches reaching for paper moons, far out of reach.

    Liked by 2 people

    • January 8, 2021 at 1:02 pm

      I like the way you think! I love that visual you got from my poem here. 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

  21. January 8, 2021 at 2:30 pm

    “infinite in papery moons” and “a ghost of gardens.” I love those phrases–so mysterious, yet evocative, too.

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  22. January 8, 2021 at 3:43 pm

    This is the line that spoke to me,
    “God’s leavetaking, nothing left for you but a ghost of gardens”
    I hear abandonment in this.

    Liked by 2 people

    • January 8, 2021 at 4:16 pm

      I definitely had abandonment in mind with that. Thank you so much for your feedback. 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

  23. January 23, 2021 at 2:39 am

    Great stuff! Don’t stop publishing!

    Liked by 1 person

    • January 23, 2021 at 2:42 am

      Thank you! And I’ll definitely try not to. ❤️

      Liked by 1 person

  24. Asim Hanif
    February 10, 2021 at 7:40 am

    Nice

    Liked by 1 person

  25. February 24, 2021 at 11:22 am

    So much to love about this poem. Papery moon, voluptuous sea.. just every line full of “ah ha!” moments! Brilliant!

    Liked by 1 person

    • February 24, 2021 at 1:55 pm

      Thank you! ☺️

      Like

  26. February 25, 2021 at 2:00 am

    The brevity of diction that matches the metaphorical images makes the poem splendid, Lucy

    Liked by 1 person

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