Death came...
*a five senses poem for the sensational challenge
in competing waves of bright, sickly flowers and disinfectant
churning my stomach and greasing my puckered yellowed skin
with drips that crusted in the salt-white corners of my mouth
while my eyes milked the last colour of the beige world
and my heart's trembling green ping slow e d... s l o W e d... s L o w e ... stop.
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Caroline Jane
CJ lost the plot a long time ago. Now, she writes to explore where all paths lead, collecting crumbs of perspective as her pen travels. One day, she may have enough for a cake, which will, no doubt, be fruity.
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Step One: Lose a child. Not what anyone wants to happen and nothing you can do to change it, but you can go through steps to becoming happy again. You can go through steps to loving again. You can go through steps to become a new you because after losing a child you will never be the same person you once were.
By Tabitha Hinkley3 days ago in Fiction
Comments (15)
well done
Breath taking, Caroline!! Leaves me yearning for that last glimpse of summer!!
Woah! Brilliant weaving of words to create such a short but impactful piece! Especially that final line!
Powerful and creative response to the given prompt.
Oooo, I especially loved your fourth line! Such a fantastic poem!
Fabulous writing!
Brilliantly sad!!!
This cuts so deep
This is excellent. That first line, I can smell it. Well done.
oooooooooofta hard hitting.
Stunning stunning stunning, brimming with beauty but fuelled with sadness. Well done, CJ!
THat first line took me straight there.
Loved the perspective you chose for this!! Very clever and wonderfully penned.
Sad but oh so beautiful, Caroline.
I love this! Well done!😊