Writing Away Your Memory
a free verse poem
My words scrawl across the page,
bleeding from a feather quill.
The lines are a fracture against
the parchment; cracked lines
reminiscent of the etched markings
left inside my beating chest,
lingering evidence of a visit
by the Joker of Hearts
who masqueraded as the Queen.
With no ace up my sleeve,
I was forced to fold my hand.
Oh, if it had only been
crow that I was forced to eat.
So, here I sit by
the light
of a flickering candle,
casting shadows and doubts
on every word that tumbles
from my maudlin mind
to my still quaking hands.
About the Creator
Randy Baker
Poet, author, essayist.
My Vocal "Top Stories":
* The Breakers Motel * 7 * Holding On * Til Death Do Us Part * The Fisherman
Reader insights
Nice work
Very well written. Keep up the good work!
Top insight
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions
Keep reading
More stories from Randy Baker and writers in Poets and other communities.
Comments (7)
This is brilliant. 'The lines are a fracture against the parchment' Was probably my favourite part but the whole thing was incredibly written.
I really get a sense that this man is not coming out of this situation well.
What an interesting read. Very well done!
That was a quick turnaround for something this good
“Crow that I was forced to eat” will stay with me for a long time. Powerful poem, Randy!
Nice poem!
Just read Poppy’s latest prompt list and then this! Great use of the words this contained such a vivid scene