Forlorn

Forlorn

A Poem by Einstein Noodle

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Forlorn
No Good Answer
She turned towards him


long soft Blood Hound ears
on his fallen dog face


He knew it instantly
the animal instinct to run 


(what are you thinking right now)



She said



high beam headlights struck 
his face a hard portrait
  

glow-light eyes            amber in                                        
green mossy ferns

                                       
recklessness weightless waving         
in touch along pink washboard tides


rippling furrowed, plowed brows
as deep brown forest fragrances go to musk


witching hour owl tunes up 
like Celtic chanting
for broken sparrows               and              



he runs.                        


11/8/2020
E.

© 2020 Einstein Noodle


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"long soft Blood Hound ears
on his fallen dog face"....perfect imagery...
And perfect title, pauses, ao much to read and understand between the written lines. Deer caught in the highbeams becomes hang dog running. He cannot answer her without repercussions which he cannot face. Been there (on the other side:)).... Doghouse imminent-ha! Well-penned my friend!


Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Einstein Noodle

3 Years Ago

Dear Annette! thank you for such a sensitive read on this one ... yeah .. easy to end up in the dog .. read more



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The one sure way to get a man to flee is to ask him " what are you thinking right now?" He can never give a satisfactory answer to that question so he know it's is best to run..perhaps to fight another day ?? I feel for him no matter wat he's done..I always side with the underdog.... lovely job here E..thank you .Caroline 🙂

Posted 3 Years Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Years Ago

ahahaha yes! i think we men are good at fleeing that probing question that says "i want a commitment.. read more


My word, this packs a mighty punch and with the shoulder like a boulder following through .. writely or rongly I really fell in love and felt these words Gene .. filled to overflowing with strong imagery and an intense and mournful sadness ......................

N.


Posted 3 Years Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Years Ago

:) thanks man! couldn't feel more gratified by a review. yeah .. lots of sadness and tragedy in this.. read more
Neville

3 Years Ago


Never take at least one eye off the sky ... I am sure there will be in time mate ... N :)read more
Einstein Noodle

3 Years Ago

slainte! :))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
"long soft Blood Hound ears
on his fallen dog face"....perfect imagery...
And perfect title, pauses, ao much to read and understand between the written lines. Deer caught in the highbeams becomes hang dog running. He cannot answer her without repercussions which he cannot face. Been there (on the other side:)).... Doghouse imminent-ha! Well-penned my friend!


Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Einstein Noodle

3 Years Ago

Dear Annette! thank you for such a sensitive read on this one ... yeah .. easy to end up in the dog .. read more
long soft Blood Hound ears
on his fallen dog face
I thinks Ive seen this face! lol.....granted it was several years ago..but it's that lost look, helplessnees or flat out confusion...OR maybe what the heck did I get myself into look!
She said



high beam headlights struck
his face a hard portrait
HA! THIS is how women get the point across! hehe
Awww he ran? The nerve! haha.... Great write!

Posted 3 Years Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Years Ago

ahahaha yes, Susan! you got the whole thing my friend .. thanks so much for making my day this morni.. read more
Despite some reviewers reading this as an event that might've happened to a pet/dog, I'm seeing it as a metaphor for those times when we feel like a dog, kicked in the face by the very headlights that had been lighting up our way. The last half of your poem is a powerful depiction using unusual imagery to convey the sense of how being beat up can feel, making us consider flight, but we stay & take it a little longer, & finally we have to accept defeat & flee the madness (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 3 Years Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Years Ago

yes .... its not about a dog ;) its about imagery as you say ... and a bit about how men react in th.. read more
isn't it funny how fight or flight can overwhelm even the most innocuous of situations:/ instead of an angel sitting across from us we see a demon:( and run from the demons of past transgression, straight to the marrow penning wise fellow Einstein

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Einstein Noodle

3 Years Ago

ahahahah yes .. the demons of past transgressions .. oh .. i like that Bad One! thanks for reading m.. read more
This poem must be read a few times my friend. You create thoughts and you create vision. The perfect flow of words led the reader to the strong ending. This is poetry my friend. The reader can feel every statement.
Coyote

Posted 3 Years Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Years Ago

wow! so blessed by your remarks John! thank you very much!
Coyote Poetry

3 Years Ago

I enjoyed the poem my friend and you are welcome.
Very sad poem about an animal's death. You captured this feeling well.

Posted 3 Years Ago


NotUsinganymore

3 Years Ago

A roommate's dog. He was cute old dog that died from old age.
Einstein Noodle

3 Years Ago

I'm sorry ... not easy to loose a beloved pet dog :(
NotUsinganymore

3 Years Ago

I agree! It is very sad
I noticed the ploughed furrowed line a lot because I like to describe my husband's frowning forehead that way but your poem is too sublime and deep . Sounds wry and soulful. Kudos.

Plz pleez do read and comment my newest poem too.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Years Ago

his brow is furrowed eh!? :))))))))))))))))))))))) that cracks me up :)))))))))))))))))) thanks for .. read more
Reminds me of a beloved Australian Sheep Dog who wanted to
climb onto your Lap and cuddle. He was grown and was adopted
as the family was no longer able to care for the poor orphan.
We often wonder... did he get too much affection or not enough.
I think he had a "Spell" cast on him when he was a Puppy...
"Never be alone"... always be close to someone". His name is 'Kinko'.
truly, Pat

Posted 3 Years Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Years Ago

thank you Pat ((((((((((((((((((((P)))))))))))))))))))))))
Patricia Wedel

3 Years Ago

Hugs are like up-side-down pineapple cake ... when an earthquake has occurred and you know there ma.. read more
Einstein Noodle

3 Years Ago

:)...................... you are forever Pat .. aren't you

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