Hope my final sigh is Relief

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Written: March 31st, 2024 for Matt Caliri Coagulation Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Finally, my blood began to coagulate; I am initially concerned over poor fate, Right away, I would lose a lot of blood. Rich red hues wisely swing to warm tunes, Every one of my atoms is as yours in pure gold, When I xerox a warm lawn, I lie down and loiter. Oh, what a tangled-up issue I had, When I failed to tie a necessary knot, But I need avail knotting a loop, No one knew how to tie the exact knot I sought! I hope my last breath is a grateful sigh There's tightness in the core of my spine, A knot bound with vibrant fuchsia rope, That I've never managed to sort out. A few nodded and hid my anxious gaze, Some have enjoyed tightening it, Skilled seafarers with stunning ties, It allows a Full ship of pain and anguish. Unrestful, between, Dawn-to-dusk scars Torn glimpses ooze riddles, Flashes of a vacuum, Thorny puzzle to soak, To a soiled hook as hefty as my body, Surrounded by bitter words and nails, Untying harsh knots was never desired. No one pulled an anger rope to set it free, My sigh was not pulled out carelessly, Longtime guarding in my throat, Nobody has freed me.

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Silent One

Date: 4/1/2024 8:44:00 AM

The poem also explores themes of isolation and unfulfilled longing, as the speaker reflects on the lack of support or understanding from others. The imagery of "bitter words and nails" surrounding the speaker emphasizes the sense of confinement and entrapment they feel. Its a poignant exploration of inner turmoil and the quest for release and resolution. It speaks to the universal experience of grappling with complex emotions and the desire for freedom from the constraints of our own making.

Vijay Pandit

Date: 4/1/2024 6:49:00 AM

Highly emotive write, my friend: --I hope my last breath is a grateful sigh There's tightness in the core of my spine, A knot bound with vibrant fuchsia rope, That I've never managed to sort out-- inner emotions so well conveyed!

Duke Beaufort

Date: 4/1/2024 6:42:00 AM

SP, you're making me smile. The only one who can tie or untie the most critical knots is you. And yes, I hope you are successful getting to the important ones in time to feel good about it. It can certainly be a tangled struggle

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 4/1/2024 2:16:00 AM

There are many knots used for different uses. But the worst are those invisible ones that hurt your spine. And no one can untie them.

Ink Empress

Date: 4/1/2024 12:27:00 AM

Ah dr sotto, this is very different to your usual writes, the simplicity and sincerity of emotions flowing through your lines truly did stand out as always though: i felt so much reading this, especially “ I hope my last breath is a grateful sigh There's tightness in the core of my spine, A knot bound with vibrant fuchsia rope, That I've never managed to sort out.” Something that not many in this world would wish for, but you did mention it which shows that you have a grateful mindset even in last breath. I really loved this poem and this is a fave for me/ inspired to do this prompt too

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 3/31/2024 9:23:00 PM

I agree with Sara that the last verse is memorable. The poem has a certain uneasiness. It transfixed me. It is a wonderfully created poem for Easter.

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 3/31/2024 5:41:00 PM

So much caught my attention as I read and listened to your poem. This verse, though, spoke to me: I hope my last breath is a grateful sigh There's tightness in the core of my spine, A knot bound with vibrant fuchsia rope, That I've never managed to sort out. Fuschia rope was the perfect mental image to describe a knot that the narrator has never been able to sort out. The last verse, though, left me breathless. You're truly a masterful poet, Sotto, and that skill is apparent in your poem!