Aching giggle

For Quadrille#27 on "giggle"
This one depicts a raw emotion of laughing at one's own past and accepting it as inanity out of innocence


Wind hums music; calm and low,
muffled within is vortex of emotions-
 with ages receded red rose charm -
Once where rested my innocence,
cradles lullaby today to your naïve –
Separated from me; you stand with another and one,
Past, is now, only giggles.



Comments

  1. De Jackson28 February 2017 at 21:44

    I sure do love the idea of the past only being able to giggle - in all its imperfections, all its regrets reduced to one sound that might somehow, now, bring us joy.

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  2. Sreeja28 February 2017 at 23:12

    Beautiful. ..a lovely perspective!

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  3. brudberg1 March 2017 at 00:18

    I think that even so the giggle might be a relieaf

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  4. Gillena Cox1 March 2017 at 00:57

    Maturity giggles at past innocence; Nice!!!

    much love..

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  5. hyperCRYPTICal1 March 2017 at 02:04

    I understand this. I can now giggle at past innocence - though always didn't giggle then...
    Kind regards
    Anna :o]

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  6. Frank Hubeny1 March 2017 at 05:43

    I like the idea of the past being giggles.

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  7. Dr. Vijita Pillai1 March 2017 at 13:06

    Happy that we can all in some way relate to the poem. Thank you all my friends :)

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  8. Sanaa Rizvi2 March 2017 at 23:07

    Love your perspective ... 'Past, is now, only giggles' ... sigh

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  9. kaykuala3 March 2017 at 09:27

    One just laughs it off when reminiscing on the past. That's normally the case!

    Hank

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  10. Grace4 March 2017 at 22:07

    The ending line brings relief with the past gone ~

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  11. Dr. Vijita Pillai5 March 2017 at 14:28

    Thanks for the comments and appreciation, Sanaa, Hank and Grace :)

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