Stubborn hopes, or: Weary despair

A ‘Wounded Couplet’

Having moved twice across the vast ocean,
I've been hollowed out as pieces flaked off,
Shaken loose by each wave,
Wearing away at the last of my brave.
Biting chills blow through with my every cough,
Being depleted by every motion,
Lugging cumbersome baggage everywhere,
Full of stubborn hopes and weary despair.
Image: Sculpture
by Bruno Catalano

Wounded Couplet?

  • Stanzaic: consisting of any number of octains (eight line verses);
  • Syllabic: 10/10/6/10/10/10/10/10;
  • Metric: using iambic meter;
  • Rhymed: a/b/c/c/b/a/d/d

What do you see prompt? (#WDYS)

This ‘Wounded Couplet’ poem is my response to Sadje’s WDYS prompt this week, which is to write a piece inspired by Bruno Catalano’s sculpture above.


Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

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66 thoughts on “Stubborn hopes, or: Weary despair”

  1. I love this poem, David. Your words are a perfect embellishment of the image. And the poem, just taken by itself, weave together words of deep melancholy. ๐Ÿ–ค

  2. oh David this can make one weary for sure David! โฃ๏ธ Living does this to you no matter how far you travel. But I do love the heart in the photo that matters mostโค๏ธ

  3. Good stuff , David. Wonderful take on the prompt. Love the rawness in your words. Hits the senses. Makes one want to sit up and read.

  4. Iโ€™ve never sussed out the finer rules of poetry like this couplet. However, you did it sublimely in telling us the story of how the statue came to be. Well done.

  5. You describe well the plight of the world’s refugees, growing larger every day. Too many with nowhere to go, no one willing to make room. (K)

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