Stages
He sat all dressed in black
She was in the casket
The casket was open
But it wasn't her
She wasn't pale
She had a certain shine to her
She was always
so upbeat
So energetic
She was
Alive
That's how he knew the woman
In that casket
Was not
Her
He walked home
He sat in his dark room
Her portrait on the wall
He stood up
He grabbed her portrait
He threw it
He screamed
He wept
He threw stuff
He broke stuff
He sat next to her grave
Crying
Begging
For her to return
He yelled at her
He tried to reason with her
Yet she wouldn't return
He lies in his bed
For days at a time
Days turned into months
The darkness has consumed him
His room a mess
Objects broken on the floor
Glass everywhere
Why did she leave him
He was shattered into pieces
He was the glass jars
He was the shattered glass
On the floor
She won’t come back
He can’t make her come back
He was the glass
He picked the glass
Up off the floor
He formed it and molded it
Into a new man
He cleaned up the pieces
She left behind
He Sailed away onto distant shores
He was the water in the ocean
He was the light of the sun
He was the flowers blooming in spring
She was gone
He had returned
About this poem
This poem follows a man throughout months after his wife dies, the poem shows him going through the stages of grief. At the end of the poem he finally comes to terms that his wife is gone, The end of the poem is up to the reader's interpretation, in the end, he "sails away to distant shore" it's up to the reader whether he died or went on with life without her.
Written on January 05, 2023
Submitted by grogan.mary2007 on January 10, 2023
Modified on March 14, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | ABCD XDXXXXXCBXD XXXXBEXXFF XGGHDDH XXXIXJXI KXLJ AA LLJEXKX XCCGXX |
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Closest metre | Iambic dimeter |
Characters | 1,160 |
Words | 251 |
Stanzas | 9 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 11, 10, 7, 8, 4, 2, 7, 6 |
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