Read Poems by
Below are poems written by poet
Melissa Schwartz. Click the Next or Previous links below the poem to navigate between poems. Remember, Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth. Thank you.
List of ALL
+ Fav Poet
The Last Supper
Nothing ever so stunning
as a fear that flickers, then consumes,
then wipes its mouth in satisfaction.
And we were desperate,
lined up and mouths gaping
like marionettes scorched by the sun.
We needed water but craved the wine,
so sure that our hunger would support us
like some beautiful metaphor
of passion and truth and all that we had lost.
But it mocked us instead as we watched the tableau
and the ground trembled beneath us.
The earth cracked, burst open,
and the roots clung to our backs, tethered us there
within that fragile life we were given once,
both of us becoming, in very unequal parts,
strong and then weak and then brave like lions.
In the end we understood very little
of our story, so fragile and unforgiving.
But the roots grow still, and we are bound to those moments
because sin has a way of smiling you know,
that sticky taste, sweet like honeyed butter
that never disappears, even when you wash your hands.
And that, in itself, is a masterpiece.