an uncomfortable welling, a gushing sound I felt in my chest,
Pervading my heart
Like an echo from
Orpheus
Barely turning, whispering the saddest farewell
Can you feel how deeply I feel your loss
Can you feel how deeply I feel this sadness
I can't lose you
Death will not take you from me
Yet, I do not want you to be mine
Merely, safe and alive
It tears me to feel your mind rooted with screeching and scratching and unrooted soil
I'll take the poet’s choice over the Renaissance romance
As you were once mine
Now I collect my tears in a line
So potent and pungent
Can you send your love through a soft line
In a closed off piece of poetry
That has no metaphor
Only life.
About the Creator
Melissa Ingoldsby
I am a published author on Patheos.
I am Bexley is published by Resurgence Novels here.
The Half Paper Moon is available on Golden Storyline Books for Kindle.
My novella Carnivorous is to be published by Eukalypto soon! Coming soon
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I promise her. I'd do anything for her. She's my mom. Even as Lanie and Deanna are flying home, Mom is scrappy fighting dying. She lays too still in that too-big bed with all the toasty white hospital blankets, in the south tower, at the broad end of a long slow-turning corner that delivers me again to her private room with the view she can't see through, with the beeping that tells us nothing new, and all these ice chips she can't swallow, and a flood of well-intentioned nurses who cannot do a damned thing all the same.
By Christy Munson5 days ago in Fiction
Comments (7)
The theme of Eurydice and Orpheus well-wrought into a short poem! All he had to do was not look back, but how can he fail, out of concern for the one he loves, to check over his shoulder that she's alright? "Old habits die hard"!
Oh my. This is beautiful. I love the ending.
An Orpheus-related resuscitation or resurrection from the dead?
"Can you send your love through a soft line In a closed off piece of poetry That has no metaphor Only life." Whoaaaa, these lines were so profound! Your poem was so poignantly beautiful!
Very poignant poetry . Excellent raw poetry
What a beautiful haunting poem to read in the morning.
A beautiful poem with lots of life!