Snatched

in my dreams I imagined angels
but along came devils with turned up
fairy-kissed noses

mischief prancing buoyantly
in two sets of saucer-shaped, blue oceans
that brimmed over with fun
sometimes temper
sometimes sadness

but always love

two happy sopranos
sang through two little rosebuds
winked their way
through a world relished with
the uniqueness of youth and newness

that could, at times I needed quiet harmony
send me to the epiphany of madness

and then to The Graces’ blissful joy
when prisms - bubbles made of giggles -
filled my manifest

creation existed within arms
wrapped me
in the liveliness of the morning
and the languor of the night
as I lay swaddled around
the tiniest digit
of each hand

two little sets of chubby kneecaps
inspiring dimpled enthusiasm
as their owners pumped the track of life
with the naivety of hope

Chronos kidnapped them
my two little devils with turned up
fairy-kissed noses

I want them back

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Western Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Favourite poets? So many, so varied. I like particular songs, not necessarily the singer... and the same goes for poetry. I can honestly say though, that Alfred Noyes' The Highwayman was what inspired my love of poetry - my mother began reading it to me when I was still a baby, and it became my favourite bedtime story

Comments

Ian.T

13 years 2 months ago

Judy

How could you call those little creatures Devils, did you mean that they were full of devilment.
They sound like lovely Spirit's that have come to make you smile, and then they are stolen by time, "Chronos" Loved the story they seem like some children I know but my children are never Naughty...Yours Ian.T

In Greek mythology, Chronos (Greek: Χρόνος) in pre-Socratic philosophical works is said to be the Personification of Time. His name in Greek means "time" and is alternatively spelled Chronus (Latin spelling) or Khronos.
Chronos was imagined as a god, serpentine in form, with three heads—those of a man, a bull, and a lion. He and his consort, serpentine Ananke (Inevitability), circled the primal world egg in their coils and split it apart to form the ordered universe of earth, sea and sky. He is not to be confused with the Titan Cronus.
He was depicted in Greco-Roman mosaics as a man turning the Zodiac Wheel. Often the figure is named Aeon (Eternal Time), a common alternative name for the god.
Chronos is usually portrayed through an old, wise man with a long, gray beard, such as "Father Time". Some of the current English words whose etymological root is khronos/chronos include chronology, chronometer, chronic, anachronism, and chronicle.

judyanne

13 years 2 months ago

oh they could be little devils ian :)

thanks so much for the lovely comments

lol as you say yours are never naughty i can see you standing with one hand over one eye :)
love judy
xxx

weirdelf

13 years 2 months ago

Goodness me but you flirt dangerously with twee here!

Apart from a slight cringe factor, which must be mostly me, I found this kind of irrepressible and engaging.

There seems to be an internal logic or progression problem in the lines
that could, at times I needed quiet harmony
send me to the epiphany of madness
the compression blurs the meaning
that could, at times [when] I needed quiet harmony
send me to the epiphany of madness

Great use of freeverse.