Poetry challenge no.44 is a Ghazal from Jane Dougherty, please click on the link below to join in her deviously difficult challenge:
Picture and theme supplied by dear Jane while the words are supplied by me- Dublin bound passenger awaiting his plane in Paris. I’m getting in early as there’s a grand Irish wedding waiting!
A ghazal is a love poem, although like so many love stories, it grows dark.
And so light leaned in as we had done
Though not for fever, though not for fun,
Although we had found and we had felt
That rarest gift which cannot be shun;
On one fair night a love alighted
When two from far took their breath as one,
Yet time, being so when love slips in,
Seeks all connections to come undone,
When the dawn arrived, shrouded in shame,
Born to tear apart what had begun,
She pleaded with the light unfolding
But hearts lost hold for the day had won.
All words by Damien B. Donnelly