La Douleur Exquise
written by: Robin McNamara
@thewindingroad1
Softly falls her hair in midday sun,
Gently falls my stare on the run
Of her hand, through her hair.
As of all the goddess; I can compare
You to them all.
In the midnight moonlight —
Darkness is invisible,
The sorrowful departure is inevitable.
For I must wake again
And the morning will take you again.
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
La Douleur Exquise loosely translated from French means a longing or desire for someone or something unattainable. A certain sadness or acceptance that their worlds are far apart yet there’s a connectivity somehow.
Robin McNamara
Robin McNamara is an Irish poet with over 90 poems published worldwide. A regular contributor to Poetry Ireland poetry prompts. UCD Library have a selection of his pandemic poems in their archives as a record of poems written during this period. Robin’s debut chapbook is to be published with Hedgehog Poetry Press in early 2021.
Latest posts by Robin McNamara (see all)
- La Douleur Exquise - February 19, 2021
- The Christmas Choir - December 13, 2020
- Halloween Fear - October 30, 2020
