WAVES OF TURBULENCE

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WAVES OF TURBULENCE

 

When adversity strikes me

Life reverses into perfect opacity

Gloom, fog, oblivion

It suffocates, smothers, drowns

Powerless to stir

No vigor to weep

Crippled in my own frame

Pandemonium of my spirit and mind

My entire being

Until I grip and I am cognizant

And able to experience again

Discern the breath of what transpired

 

The telegram arrives, a rather curt note.

“Your fiancée injured. Resting at

Endell Military Hospital, London.

More information to follow.”

 

Beyond the initial shock

It still haunts me

For days I sob yet my tears are nought

My world is still broken

As if my limbs unfasten

My head unhooks

 

When I decisively come to my senses

I shall decide what action to pursue

I pray that my soldier’s injury is not life threatening

I hasten back and forth in the house

Always calculating my next step

I am convinced that my love did not receive

My soul-crushing letter concerning my spill

Of emotions and his response

 

My distress crushes me still greater

Now that my whole being

Sails the waves of turbulence

 

Author's Note

Series: A Bridges End
Thank you for reading!

Reviews

[Lorry]

We have a saying here in Scotland for a stressed lady put through the ringer. It is "that she's up tae high Doh!" meaning her nerves are shredded and she can't take much more. I think it applies to your prtaggini... Portagini... Progettin... Heroine of the tale superbly.
It seems to me the guys got it tough, but the women got it tougher. Left behind to fend and feed family and depending what side of the ocean you were, having to make do with rations and I still have my grans old ration book and let me tell you, it would be rely feed me, never mind her and six kids!
The blitz spirit kept them going, just and no one ever questioned why one of the best know war songs here, the white cliffs of Dover, sang by the nations sweetheart, Vera Lynn, mentioned their being bluebirds. It was because an American wrote it, who had never been anywhere near the cliffs, just like the birds, which are native to... Guess where? 😊

[Betty Hermelee]

She's had it rough, I dare say, but things may turn around soon, maybe..thanks much Lorry,
Best, B

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Betty... so many setbacks as we experience Life.
In the end, we try to help others. It seems as we grow older,
others want to help us; however, it is in Giving that we receive.
Poetry can ease our doubts and fears, as we share our sighs
through quiet times. softly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

thank you so much dear Pat!
Warmly, B.

[willweb]

The message you really don't want to receive, though, fortunately it doesn't seem too bad..."doesn't seem!" Here's hoping our girl gets good news soon or travels to London. Might definitely worth the trip. It is as if I know these two, I am connected to your words and story my friend. Thanks for sharing

[Betty Hermelee]

a lovely review Will..
Thanks so much!
Best, B