Tell Them

Tell Them…


She had faded slowly
shadow growing shorter
voice less boisterous.
Tell Them...

Alone now she sits
slumped on a park bench
near the flowers.
He found her there,
sat next to her
took her hand,
read the note it held.
Her brief farewell:
“If anyone asks
tell them
I caught a butterfly.”



8/12/2017

submitted to – The Poet’s Shadow – Poetry Contest
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Rodrigues Avatar
August 20, 2017 at 7:17 PM
Congrats on this beautiful win!
Wood Avatar
August 20, 2017 at 6:55 PM
Congratulations John. This is superbly written. Sad and tender.
White Avatar
August 20, 2017 at 12:02 AM
Those last three lines... such a little gem. Congratulations.
U.D Palawon  Avatar
August 19, 2017 at 10:49 PM
Congrats on the win. This is indeed a fabulous composition. :) Sunita
Barden Avatar
August 19, 2017 at 9:08 PM
John - This is poetic perfection, in my opinion, and it was SO hard to decide these top three especially, in a contest rife with talented writes ... the economy of words and what you say with them is extraordinary, and to pack so much impact into so few lines - sublime! Congrats on SECOND PLACE!!
Cozart Avatar
August 12, 2017 at 9:34 AM
Beautiful.
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