tables of paperwood · Winter

confetti waltz

All that dancing in the moonlight couldn’t make you stay

I laid my longing at your feet and there it sits

you laid all the others and I just stood there while you made your play

Falling on my knees I gathered up my tattered wits

And though I tried to stuff them all inside my heart, it seems my heart no longer fits

Was this a game to you? A comedy?

I tell you no and in she flits.

Turn away, it is not tragedy

to me -I can look you in the eye

and tell you that it doesn’t  smart

enough to make me cry

or break my heart

or hear me moan

or watch our love turn into stone

 

Dverse Poets Pub

 

 

Our challenge for today is to use the following fourteen words in the order presented: stay, sits, play, wits, fits, comedy, flits, tragedy, eye, smart, cry, heart, moan, stone.  These words were borrowed from a sonnet by Edmund Spenser.

19 thoughts on “confetti waltz

  1. Oh, these tests of love. Does it really make us stronger even though it doesn’t quite kill us? I’m not so sure. Good job with the words…they flowed effortlessly in your sad tale. Thanks so much for joining in with our prompt today.
    Gayle ~

  2. The broken heart of youth lingers lingers lingers… So glad you set him straight.
    Anna :o]

  3. The tragedy of lovers’ split is all too familiar and too many that it would appear to make itself be that of a non-serious matter. When emotions are involved it is going to be a serious matter, though.

    Hank

  4. “you laid all the others and I just stood there while you made your play
    Falling on my knees I gathered up my tattered wits”

    Ouch. 😦

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