The unasked question

This is a second, very rapid attempt at the dverse challenge to write a free verse sonnet. No rhyme this time, but I do like a rhythm to my words. Still not sure if this fits the bill.


Will you take me with you when you go?

The question hovers on my silent lips,

And will you want to find me by your side,

Or will my slender wingbeats just annoy?


The journey’s long to the place that we dreamed

Together, when the world turned at our will,

When we were hero swans that braved the storm

Together, and would stay so for all time.


The curve in your flight dips across the moon,

Your silhouette so clear cuts like a knife,

Slices through the tangles of the years.


Such wing strokes no cold buffered wind can stop—

I rush to join the currents wild and warm

That weave among the threads of our frayed past.


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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

22 thoughts on “The unasked question”

  1. More better, Jane. I champion free verse–tennis with the net down. Thanks so much for writing this second one, for it rocks the prompt, warms my heart, and put a stony smile on Neruda’s statue.

  2. I liked the rhythm. I suspect rhyme as secondary to meter anyway although I like using it. I liked the last six lines: the silhouette cutting through the mess the years made and the desire to rush with the currents.

  3. I love the swans and ‘Your silhouette so clear cuts like a knife,

    Slices through the tangles of the years.’ they recognise each other and stay together through the years. Beautiful.

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