It was not the manner of your leaving that left me without words,
Nor was it the lack of communication from you after your departure.
Learning of the child at your brothers side was the most painful,
having to watch as the tiny coffin was rolled along the gangway towards the furnace unable to acknowledge whether in fact the child within was mine or not for due to your duplicitous act of registering your former partner as the father I had no legal rights to query the facts.
But mark my words bitch one day maybe in hell or beyond I will find you and extract the truth for from this day on, harrowing shall be my middle name...
A contest entry
- Semi-Quickie #1 (give me words) by iamlost.
600 points, ended November 16, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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I especially liked how this was written, the first two lines coming on slowly and opening to the story, then the rest coming out as a rush of emotion, which was perfectly fitting for the subject manner and enhanced it. Then the break at the end, with your vow to complete it, making this a very strong piece.
Thanks for your entry,
~lost
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such a strong story. i'm so sorry!
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