Posted in Double Butterfly Cinquain, September 2019

Simultaneous Sights and Sounds


Last night

The sun painted

The western sky orange red,

While fingers plucked harp strings


Soothing sounds enveloped my ears,

Drowning out the darkness

Of reality


A home

Just blocks away,

While my ears heard sweet words,

Others were being torn apart


As the blackness of a cold heart,

Unleased its bitterness,

Drowning a soul

In tears.

Double Butterfly Cinquain



A born and raised Midwesterner who traveled to Oregon in 2006 via the Oregon Trail route, fell in love with Oregon and now call it home. I am retired and pursuing my life long dream of becoming a Freelance Inspirational Writer.

3 thoughts on “Simultaneous Sights and Sounds

  1. Portrays well the sharp contrast between what may be going on inside two hearts, two homes, while outside the scene is exactly the same. The outside doesn’t always affect the inside when the pain is deep. Well done, Leona.

    1. Thanks Diane. I was trying to convey that. Although it was an experience I had last evening enjoying the beautiful sunset, plus attending a poetry reading by a lovely talented lady who writes poetry and also sings and plays the harp. It was such a soothing, enjoyable time for me yet unknown to me, until later, I found that just a few blocks away a domestic dispute was going on at a home. It just affected me greatly and I felt the need to express that somehow.

      1. I love harp music. I would love to be able to play one, but I imagine it is rather difficult, and the cost of a harp would no doubt be prohibitive. I also love the cello and would love to play that as well. But at my age I will have to stick to my piano which I don’t play much anymore either. It is disturbing to hear people fighting. A couple of months ago the couple in the apartment next door started to fight in the middle of the night. They were literally screaming at each other. It wasn’t easy to sleep after that. And to experience it after you had such a pleasant evening it would be harsh on the spirit.

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