A Parisian Tale of Loss – A Dizain

This tale that I tell of sorrow and loss
Arrives at this place that poets still love
At the cafe, eyes convey their pathos
While ours frantically seek pray’rs from above
Have we lost that je ne sais quoi? Sort of…
No more sweet kisses stolen by the Seine
Covered in dust are my notebook and pen
Little voices clamor for attention
Our passions still strong but shown less often
The loss is tempered by Love’s additions

This Dizain was written for Patrick’s Pic and a Word #199 – Loss, for Beth’s Tuesday Writing Prompt at the Go Dog Go Cafe (use the words “poet” and “pen”) and for this month’s d’Verse Poetry Form Challenge. How fitting that the dizain poetry form has French origins as this one was inspired by our trip to Paris.

The last time I was here was when my then boyfriend, now husband proposed to me at the top of the Eiffel Tower. It was his “grand gesture” and one of my most fondest memories. We ate rich foods, drank delicious wine and sat in cafes for hours savoring our cafe au lait.

This trip included our children so there weren’t any long hours savoring a little cup of coffee. The food was still good but our wine consumption was limited to gulping down a glass of wine in between managing melt downs and sibling disputes.

I don’t know what I had expected from this trip, but I do know that what I lost from a couple standpoint, I gained from a family viewpoint, and I loved every minute of it!

I think Patrick said it best in his poem for this prompt:

The joys once lived
Remain in our memories
And in our hearts

In the empty spaces
Something new, perhaps
Something new to love

©️ iido 2019

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23 thoughts on “A Parisian Tale of Loss – A Dizain

  1. you do the form exquisitely and how lovely that it is in the country of its origin that you write it, with the addition of French expression to lift it higher. your story will definitely resonate with many who read, travel as a couple then as family especially with the significant other that would become the ONE! i recall our family holidays and compare them to my solo travels, they both have a special place in my heart. i hope you will continue to have magical moments on your trip. my kids often reminisce about their childhood and i am glad i took them on trips, it was hard juggling 4 little ones…I know you know this too well! oh but the memories they share now was worth every blistered ankle, lost luggage and crying child! be blessed my amazing friend!

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    • Thank you, Gina! I am feeling quite blessed! Those annoyances now seem insignificant compared to the wonder and happiness of seeing the Paris through their fresh eyes. I hope this experiences stay with them as well. ❤️

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  3. Lovely comparison of the two trips, the pros and cons. Thanks for sharing Patrick’s poem too, which does indeed seem a perfect summing up.

    Your own is excellent, and I particularly love ‘Sort of…’ – a daring, cheeky and completely successful rhyme. 😀

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  4. I love the poem..but come on i am a hopeless romantic so allow me to say (as i giggle) how romantic it is to have that proposal in Paris? 😍😍😍😍😍 kinilig ako..i could only imagine..and now you went back with your kidsss…..ahhh my heart melts…

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