Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Poetry Tuesday: "Neutral Tones" by Thomas Hardy



Neutral Tones

We stood by a pond that winter day,
And the sun was white, as though chidden of God,
And a few leaves lay on the starving sod;
– They had fallen from an ash, and were gray.

Your eyes on me were as eyes that rove
Over tedious riddles of years ago;
And some words played between us to and fro
On which lost the more by our love.

The smile on your mouth was the deadest thing
Alive enough to have strength to die;
And a grin of bitterness swept thereby
Like an ominous bird a-wing….

Since then, keen lessons that love deceives,
And wrings with wrong, have shaped to me
Your face, and the God curst sun, and a tree,
And a pond edged with grayish leaves.

--Thomas Hardy


27 comments:

Tabor said...

Painful, Betty, but I understand why this poem speaks to you.

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

Sad but very beautiful.

Anne Gallagher said...

Oh Betty.

Daisy said...

Very powerful and sad poem. The images really capture the emotion felt.

Hugs to you Betty. I hope you have a good day today.

Teresa Evangeline said...

Poetry so often says what we cannot, and says it in a way that is cathartic. I sense that is the case here and I'm glad for you. A New life is unfolding before you.

Larri @ Seams Inspired said...
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Larri @ Seams Inspired said...

Ouch. Makes my heart hurt a bit. Thanks for sharing though. Cause I really liked it. Happy Tuesday and (((HUGS))) sweet friend.

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Old Kitty said...

I absolutely adore Thomas Hardy's poems. So passionate and emotional!! Thanks BB!! Take care
x

Shelly said...

Ooohh- bittersweet. Thank you for sharing- I really adore Thomas Hardy.

Out on the prairie said...

A sad verse, but in your thoughts

Nicole said...

Wishing you a beautiful day, Miss Bossy Betty.

Madi and Mom said...

Happy Tuesday Poetry Day BB,
Today's poem speaks volumes and could be called timely.
Many hugs,
Madi and Mom

CiCi said...

Not all poems must be cutesy and lovey. There is pain and hardness in this poem and we both know that is real in real life sometimes. Working through the negative in life sometimes means hurting but allowing the hurt to be real is better than pushing it down and not acknowledging it. I hope you are working through your hurt.

Ms. A said...

It's comforting to know that others have experienced hurt... and lived through it, to be able to share with those who are going through it as well.

Kazzy said...

Pretty darn poingnant. :)

Retired English Teacher said...

Very sad, but as been said by others, such a poem can be cathartic. Such is love. It teaches us "keen lessons that love deceives." I wish it were not so.

Healing comes from acknowledging such lessons.

((((Hugs))))

jenny_o said...

Haunting and beautiful. Wishing you a good week, Betty.

Adam said...

nice poem

Gigi said...

Oh Betty. That speaks volumes. Sending you lots of hugs from the East Coast.

Pearl said...

Poignant and stark. I love it, for all its pain...

Pearl

Susan Gourley/Kelley said...

I've missed your poetry Tuesdays. Even if this one is a little 'gray' I'm glad you're back to share it with us.

The Green Streak said...

Oh, wow. Thomas Hardy said it all and so perfectly. Poetry is a powerful medicine in all kinds of way.
Love and hugs

annie said...

Well, a hard poem to take in some ways.
I wish you a sunny week ahead with nothing but smiles.

faye said...

Nice, but too sad.. and this is the
time to lighten the mood.. step out
into the good light and exhale ..

Pat Tillett said...

Deep, sad and thought provoking.
thanks Betty...

Jenny said...

I haven't read this before.

Such poignant words.

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