Alice Reynolds Poet Sonnet

Another's of One's Own

Reflected grief spat back at me to bear 
Another load, the double of my own 
To take and carry, this unholy pair 
Then tripled, multiplied, beneath I groan.

A beast of burden hauling my bloated
Carriage, cut into with refracted shards.
Whipped for my pain, heavier I’m loaded
Pile after pile, the crown a house of cards. 

I tread with caution over broken ground,
The tottering deck threatening to fall,
Step after step and though my wounds are bound
The load cuts deeper, I stumble and fall.

Impaled on broken ground, I’m laid in state.
Now. Did I this predicament create?

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Zyrool Gifford August 13, 2025 at 1:15 AM Hello Alice this is an heartfelt and excellent write.Thank you for sharing. Welcome to PS.

Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu August 12, 2025 at 5:54 AM Interestingly descriptive! Deep. Very honest in saying it all as it TRULY feels. Beautiful poem. Please continue writing.

Sara Jama May 17, 2025 at 5:42 PM Congratulations on placing in my contest. The way you describe grief in your writing cuts really deep. "A beast of burden hauling my bloated Carriage, cut into with refracted shards.," the viscal imagery is brillant. An exceptionally dark poem. Thank you for writing.

Beata Agustin May 15, 2025 at 12:19 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.