Poppies by the bridge
#Abecedarian Challenge
an icicle the length of her arm hangs just
beneath her feet, a frozen dagger
clinging to the cold metal edge,
daring her slim form to move or perhaps
explain, but she owes it nothing.
feathered foragers gather below to
gape and glare at her foolishness on display, but they
have no place
in her tormented mind; they
jest and tease, unable to comprehend, to
know the pain she holds within,
like all the others she'll leave behind.
meaningless days bleed into waking
nightmares fueled by an
opium high. oh that sweet
poppy, with its delicate fringe,
quietly stealing her life away.
realization is wasted though, she's not
strong enough to stay sober;
too much of a coward to step off into the
unknown. but what's to know? she'd
vanish and only the birds under the bridge
would bear witness; her sallow,
xanthic skin stretched too thin,
yearning for a warmth that never comes...
zion is too far away.
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Comments (22)
Oh, so hard to read, but impossible to stop! "Well done" doesn't quite cover it.
Excellent work and imagery! ☺️ I also like your chosen image from night cafe.
Oh my goodness so good Heather! You made the challenge look easy! Such a sad piece but wow, beautiful in a haunted way
Wow, this was a fantastic story poem!
I found this heavy, intense, morose and teasing; you really are exceptional. 1000 stars and a gazillion points; I hit the buzzer and lots of prosperity is falling from the skies in whatever form you wish. The WINNER takes it all!
This was so poignantly beautiful and evocative! Loved your poem my fear friend!
Fantastic!
This was really good. Loved the imagery
Great words and I love the image
Exquisitely written!!! Heather, love it!!!💕❤️❤️
Achingly beautiful. You know that I feel this one deeply, not for the fruit of the poppy but for the cowardly & helplessly hopeless longing.
Wow. This is phenomenal. Incredibly sad but brilliant. Your writing is excellent. So many lines I love in here.
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Profound writing here! Heroin stole my beautiful Jade's life. But she reached Zion, so now she doesn't feel the cold of this world's winter anymore.
‘Beneath her feet, a frozen dagger’. Wow As always you impress me with your words.
So masterfully crafted but so damned sad , meaningless day bleed...what bloody line! Beautiful
Ouch..this aches...but you weave such beautiful words. #JusticeforHublernotthetelescope fin, damn. dos.
Ohhhhh, how lonely
Beautiful and sad 😔 good luck in the challenge
I can see the cry for help in her eyes. The reality of your words is truly heartbreaking. Great job, my friend.
Good job
Well done! I love this poem! So lovely🥰🫶