One Call

Posted: September 14, 2012 in Uncategorized
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chin creased as
folded paper,
lips turned down
eyes burning,
receiver cradled
by her face,
to her a voice
monotone
spoke distorted
words
about him coming
home,
an intersection
aquaplane
a rig
and we did all we can
sorry,
sorry folded her mind into
a dark pocket

 

http://www.best-poems.net/chris_lawrence/one_call.html

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Comments
  1. This truly is a breathtaking poem ~ probably because it is so concise ~ so clear ~ and yet it is all inferred ~ very powerful

  2. mobius faith says:

    A great one. The last lines are a perfect ending. Well done.

  3. slpmartin says:

    Wow..this one was so powerful…left me stunned.

  4. Jo says:

    Grief. So sad; so beautiful. Love this.

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