The Last

 

He casts
lies,
cold as stones
and while she sticks
to the edges for the sake of
her own bones, it is still enough
to crack her chest in two, bleed through
the lines they’ve drawn in this sinking sand.
(Straw,
meet camel.)

.
She gasps,
dies
small, silent deaths
carved in quiet Braille and
an invisible trail of scattered
stale breadcrumbs leading out of here
forest and trees, billowed breeze whispering
of some window, one last shred of hope. Nope.
(She’s
out of rope.)

 

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20 Responses to The Last

  1. rosemary mint says:

    This is a punch in the gut. Very moving piece, especially these:

    “and while she sticks to the edges for the sake of her own bones”
    “dies small”
    “an invisible trail of scattered stale breadcrumbs leading out of here forest and trees, billowed breeze whispering”
    “Nope. (She’s out of rope.)”

    Title: The last of her, but also her barely lasting.

    This was a very clever turn of “casting stones”: “He casts lies, cold as stones”

    • whimsygizmo says:

      There’s some “sticks” in there, too, for those paying attention. ;)
      Thanks, ma’am.

      • rosemary mint says:

        Oh yes, I see it now. I wasn’t even thinking of “sticks and stones may break my bones.” I was thinking about the scripture: “let he who is without sin cast the first stone.”

      • whimsygizmo says:

        Yes. I LOVE the tie between those two. I play with them too much, I know. I shall have to move on to other themes soon. ;)

  2. dianadomino says:

    Wonderfully written, De. You have such a way with prose!

  3. Oh dear, it sounds like the last gasp… for hope…. :(
    Good write :)

  4. Sarav says:

    Hi De, love the line “cast lies cold as stones” Beautiful imagery and of course, great ending :-)

  5. ihatepoetry says:

    Great flow and loved the internal rhyming sequences. Too good for your own good. – Mosk

  6. sorrygnat says:

    Amazing, amazing, amazing

  7. Very intense and emotional. Nice one!

  8. Mary says:

    Intense for sure. What a tragic end! Again, I really liked the interior rhyme of this poem. Nope, hope, rope!

  9. “it is still enough
    to crack her chest in two, bleed through
    the lines they’ve drawn in this sinking sand.”

    These are raw and the entirety done in perfect, De form!!! So enjoyed!!

  10. Anne Katherine says:

    The first stanza beautiful….
    The second stanza heartbreaking, but an all-too-familiar scenario for some women, having to surreptitiously plan their escape, and sometimes they need a good bit of luck to make it happen.

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