The Expected One

The Expected One
1860
painting by Ferdinand Georg Waldmüller (Museum: Bavarian State Painting Collections) wikidata.org

Jim has been waiting
the expected one arrives
tears sheath her vision,
as the holy urn she holds
contains ashes of her mom.

***

the rocky terrain,
a lonely lane of life glows 
with expectations
when her lover walks with her 
to assuage her grieving nerves.

***

the urn gets heavy
woeful, she sits at the edge 
her tears trickle down,
merge in the flowing water
as she immerses ashes.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to create syllabic poetry.

Thank you.

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50 thoughts on “The Expected One

    1. Thank you Diana for discerning the kindness within the words. I saw a sad expression on the girl’s face and my thoughts careened toward tragedy.

  1. Balroop, I love what you see in the painting! You are so creative. I never thought about a small urn or a box of ashes. The emotions expressed through your words are spot on! ⭐️⭐️⭐️ 🫶🏻 I love this so much!

      1. To me, the artist’s focus seems to be the girl. Also the rocky path conveys another message. Weird how art remains relevant for ages! 😊

      2. I like how you thoughtfully examine the details of the painting. And, a funeral urn or box is such a creative viewpoint. That’s why I like these Ekphrastic challenges. We all see different things.

  2. It’s so interesting how different poets see the same image in unique ways. I love your take on the prompt. Sadness permeates the words. Well done, Balroop!

    1. That’s what art is all about Jan, interpretations of viewers and readers makes it worthwhile. Thank you for reading and sharing your lovely thoughts.

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