It was early Friday morning
when I heard the scream.
It came from the church--
I remember how
the window was shattered
and the body lay on the floor, soaked in blood.
It was a horribly bloody
sight. After that morning
my security was shattered
as surely as that scream
shattered the morning silence. I don't know how
she ever thought to do that, but since then I haven't gone to church
once. Church
was never my favorite place before, but after that bloody
morning I didn't see how
I could go back there on Sunday mornings
and not hear that scream
shattering
the silence. That noise shattered
my sense of security into a million pieces and church
will never be anything to me but her scream
and the blood
that was all over the floor that morning.
How
did she know that killing him would hurt me so much? How
did she know that the only way to truly shatter
my life was to kill the one I loved most? I am still mourning
his absence; the church
haunts my thoughts in bloody
screams
of pain and misery. Screams
of my former life wanting to come back--but how
could it after that? The spilling of his blood
has forever shattered
any sense of faith I had in church,
in God, in the rituals of Sunday morning.
The blood of my cat haunts my dreams. I'll never forget the scream
of my mother the morning she found him and how
shattered his bones were on the floor of the church.
Author notes
Option two. Words used:
scream, window, Friday, morning, church.
This is a sestina and is meant to sound repetitive. For more information about this form of poetry, visit http://www.baymoon.com/~ariadne/form/sestina.htm
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I am not too familiar with Sestinas but I quite like this; the imagery lashes out with its own power and makes me pay attention to every heartbreaking moment in the poem - I love how you used a church as the key
best of luck
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Wow, deep, horrific in a sense, that is where my wow comes in, imagery is amazing. Excellent. Blessings.
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thank you!
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Overall, I like this piece. The way the stanzas are broken makes it a bit rough, but other than that it's pretty good.
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cool
morbid,but cool. Kenzie like
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