blues on a window(pain)

Linking “cloud” quadrille (44 word poem) with dVerse Poets…(photo by lynn)


monday mood

in layers of grey

lowering, glowering

clouds are shrouds

for secret fears

and private tears

as each soul

only knows of

its own sorrows;

cannot fathom another’s

though true sisters/brothers

might try to sigh

with kindred spirit’s cry

in overcast



“Each heart knows its own bitterness…  ” -Proverbs 14:10

37 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. georgeplace2013
    Oct 11, 2016 @ 12:29:13

    as each soul
    only knows of
    its own sorrows…. love that cause we can only imagine what we don’t experience first hand.


  2. Sanaa Rizvi
    Oct 11, 2016 @ 06:22:37

    Beautifully evocative write, Lynn ❤️


  3. rosemawrites
    Oct 11, 2016 @ 00:11:42

    the sadness is vividly felt. ❤
    beautiful, throbbing lines:

    "as each soul

    only knows of

    its own sorrows;"


  4. maria
    Oct 10, 2016 @ 23:50:09

    “clouds are shrouds
    for secret fears
    and private tears”

    ~aww… I hope you have a lovely weekend despite the gloomy Monday.


  5. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Oct 10, 2016 @ 23:23:05

    The weight of Monday is so much felt… maybe not even compassion can warn sometimes


  6. whimsygizmo
    Oct 10, 2016 @ 21:59:36

    Perfect somber tone achieved here. Just lovely.


  7. Grace
    Oct 10, 2016 @ 19:22:10

    I can relate to those kind of grey days ~ Good thing today was a beautiful sun-lit day ~ Hope you are well Lynn ~


  8. Arcadia (@MissArcadia)
    Oct 10, 2016 @ 19:11:03

    Well written. Really like the photo – it really connected with this piece.


  9. frankhubeny
    Oct 10, 2016 @ 18:17:31

    Nice closeup of the drops on the window. I like the idea of empathy being our window to another and also what blocks us from fully fathoming the other.


  10. paulscribbles
    Oct 10, 2016 @ 17:29:55

    Monday monday can’t trust that day…….


  11. Brian
    Oct 10, 2016 @ 17:22:21

    We can never know another’s cloud, only react to the lessened light beneath its shadow.


  12. kim881
    Oct 10, 2016 @ 16:34:21

    Have you had a cloudy Monday too, Lynn? Your Quadrille has a lyrical lilt – the rhymes give it a wonderful little kick, despite the grey undertones, especially ‘lowering, glowering /
    clouds are shrouds’.
    I think we all have those times when we retreat behind our own clouds.


  13. Victoria C. Slotto
    Oct 10, 2016 @ 13:27:51

    Love what you did with this, Lynn. It’s that kind of day here–so easy to withdraw and stay within oneself. But so important now to reach out to others


  14. Linda Kruschke
    Oct 10, 2016 @ 12:18:07

    Great use of the given word today. I believe, however, that it is when we share our sorrow and listen to the sorrow of others that we live compassion. And compassion heals the wounds of sorrow.


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