crimson
blood stains
running down thighs
nausea rising dry throat
shaking hands holding belly
lost in prayer as sky opens
to spew and belch her sacrifice
heaving shoulders, she holds
broken shell in silent agony
in cold washroom, alone,
she confronts her
greatest fear:
barren
Posted for The Mag 112 : From the writer's point of view, my greatest fear is to lose my muse. Sharing a personal experience as this month, we celebrate the birthdays and milestones of my two children. Happy Easter ~
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Wow, Heaven. Very intense, powerful write.
ReplyDeleteThank you MZ ~
DeleteThat was awesome! Even the shape! Have a great Easter!
ReplyDeleteThank you ~ Happy Easter too ~
DeleteWow, as someone who has struggled with fertility issues for years, this hit me hard. A very powerful poem.
ReplyDeleteAmazing take on the prompt! You are really very creative and talented!
ReplyDeletescary poem, lovely picture!
ReplyDeleteHey, my B-day is also this month :) and also of HOLLYWOOD SPY the blog ;)
Wow. This is powerful and disturbing. Amazing take on the prompt.
ReplyDeleteHappy Easter, Heaven.
ugh... i wont lie this one hit me in the pit a bit..having friends facing it and knowing the feelings attached to it...and for him as well the feeling of impotence is crippling...
ReplyDeleteReally like it, Happy Easter ;)
ReplyDeletebeautifully written
ReplyDeleteyes
ReplyDeleteyou have found a voice
as always, very powerful poem.striking fusion again of form and content.
ReplyDeleteYou nailed this!
ReplyDeleteI felt the pain and disappointment, the physical and emotional. With few words and vivid imagery, you conveyed so much.
Bravo - wonderful.
ReplyDeletepowerfully written and sad.
ReplyDeleteOh Grace, that is heartbreaking. What a fabulous interpretation.
ReplyDeleteyou did a great job on the shape
ReplyDeletevoices in a treat
I think you need not worry about losing your muse, you are a natural born writer. Your talent keeps on growing. I think the thing to do is NOT to even THINK about it (loosing the muse) at all. Ever!
ReplyDeleteThis is exquisite.
Very profound write heaven...
ReplyDeleteYeah losing ones muse would leave them barren, I hope the cat's never decides to run away for then we are just stuck with boring old Pat..haha
ReplyDeleteThis calligram really works, especially the ending with a single stark word. We seem to be polar opposites in our interpretation, but that's the joy of different takes on the prompt.
ReplyDeletePowerful and intense, Heaven! Great write!
ReplyDeleteHank
Yes, tremendously dramatic.
ReplyDeleteVery much love this one. Short, spare, and raw. The shape, the word choice, the theme. Lovely and haunting all at once.
ReplyDeletei agree powerful...nicely done...thanks for sharing this
ReplyDeleteI love the metaphor here. Losing our muse is much like the loss of a child I suppose.
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday to your two kids.
Oh God, so so SO POWERFUL and PAINFUL!!! INSPIRATIONAL ....so you are!
ReplyDeleteExcellent, powerful! The whole poem, coupled with this image, is shocking, and profound.
ReplyDeleteRick
wow, very powerful and beautiful
ReplyDeleteWell, I think it's a wonderful (vivid and terrifying) poem, but I do not think much can compare with the pain of losing a child. I do know what you mean. Great take on the prompt. k.
ReplyDeletestunning!
ReplyDeletenice one it's beautiful
ReplyDeletePowerful response to the prompt.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
A brilliant response to the prompt. It ticked all the right boxes for me.
ReplyDeleteFrom the egg image, through each line, your poem is beautifully crafted.
ReplyDeleteReally powerful, Heaven.
ReplyDeletePowerful, and I love the look of the poem on the page. Good one, Heaven, and happy birthday to your kids.........
ReplyDeletevery vivid! i also love the pattern of the words.
ReplyDeleteThat's a great take from the picture.
ReplyDeleteraw and real. the form works so well.
ReplyDeleteScary yes - either literally or metaphorically.
ReplyDeleteCrimson shaking hands are witnessing the spewing forth of my barenness, your poem is searingly poignant , and shaped like an egg
ReplyDeleteSuch heavy imagery could be viewed in many ways, am glad you shared your inspiration at the end. Well written.
ReplyDeletevisually, on so many levels...
ReplyDeleteoutstanding!
Barron is the sould of a writer who has lost their muse.....a lovely and powerful write Heaven!!
ReplyDelete"soul"......:-)
ReplyDelete"Wow". You really captured this ... the egg shape is clever, but the words just wrench one apart...
ReplyDeleteOuch!
ReplyDeleteOh MY GOD
ReplyDeleteAWESOME WRITE
Beautifully crafted and shaped.
POWERFUL.
So, so powerful.
ReplyDeleteI love it. All of it!..
ReplyDeleteJJRod'z
Powerful and poignant write. Very cleverly shaped also. Wonderful. Thank you.
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