Madalin Bickel Poet Blank verse

The Rope

Jute or hemp
braided, twisted, twirled
coiled neatly
waiting for heavy metal
down slowly to the cool deep sea.
Holding -

Thin and leather-like
guiding the stallion
through his paces
over a fence
through the green mist.
Guiding -

Swinging new and fresh
from cross bar or chandelier
looped tightly around white skin
gasping for air
no pills needed.
Releasing -

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Poet Destroyer A March 28, 2016 at 11:08 PM Madalin Bickel, you've expressed yourself well, I like the last line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry when you have time. Love ~LINDA~

Kimmy Thieleke January 7, 2013 at 9:25 PM Oh wow.. This is so tragic but beautifully written. I myself know personally this horrid pain. Thank you for writing this. I now am feeling like i can write about my personal experience. Suicide is a very sensitive subject and I feel your pain. much love and respect. hello and nice to meet you.