Terry Miller Poet Free verse

The Last Letter You Read

I remember the words I wrote;
most of them,
some of them.
Angry scrawls spewing out;
a pen scratching
spitting ink. 
Blood from my eyes
attacking the note.
Bourbon spilling 
on a pounded table;
the scent of livid indignation
saturating the paper.
Crumpled, tossed,
retrieved, flattened,
torn apart.
Abruptly
stuck together
with yellowed sellotape;
captured fingerprints
and pubic hairs.
The envelope sealed
with a finger
moistened 
by bitter tears.
Dropped into a postbox
with smug satisfaction.

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Barbara Barry-Nishanian September 21, 2023 at 8:28 PM "Spitting ink", feel sure you were slinging more than ink, feelings running wild. Congrats on placement. Terry Miller September 22, 2023 at 5:30 AM Thank you Barbara, I appreciate your reading my work and for your comments

Sandra Adams September 19, 2023 at 9:13 AM powerful poem...i am sure we have all said it did things we regret in the heat of the moment of anger, so all can relate... congrats on your win! Terry Miller September 21, 2023 at 9:17 AM Indeed we have, thank you for the visit and kind words

Silent One September 18, 2023 at 11:44 AM I really liked your take on my contest, because it was so different to the other ones... some situations we can never explain.. A lot of emotion in your poem, where you take the reader on a journey detailing how your felt and were made to feel.. Thank you for writing for my contest and congratulations on your placement.. Terry Miller September 19, 2023 at 7:56 AM Thank you so much for your kind comments for the placement which I truly appreciate and for running such an inspiring contest, it has attracted so many great poems

Gershon Wolf September 17, 2023 at 7:34 PM Personal Geo-graphic. Terry Miller September 19, 2023 at 7:54 AM Thank you Gershon

Speaks Volumes September 15, 2023 at 2:33 PM The realism is touching Terry, I think there are times a lot of us have envisaged writing such a letter. I found one such note in a sock at the back of his sock drawer. Felt guilty reading the 40 year old note written in a fit of my anger, and sad that he had kept it. You brought back a flood of memories, your poem touching to the core and so honest. An incredible write. Can I ask one question ? Where had that sticky tape been ???? Terry Miller September 15, 2023 at 5:23 PM Thank you SV this one just poured out, aha the tape; I wanted just one line to sum up the seediness of the writers situation.

Gary Radice September 15, 2023 at 12:05 PM Nor do you have to Terry. This free verse stands alone as a great piece that draws the reader in and allows the said reader to draw their own conclusion. I like that in a poem. I really like this. Cheers - Gary Terry Miller September 15, 2023 at 5:24 PM Thank you Gary, I am debating deleting the last line, appreciate your thoughts on that.