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The Well

A.W. Nutter Able to see a round circle of light The sun slowly ascending into the sky Futile, spilling tears over my plight As I struggle to survive I wonder why As each morning comes I sign the cross Clinging to hope with religious gestures The sides of my tomb, slick with moss Hands bloodied from repeated failures Weakened from being in this hole so long Chance of survival more illusion than reality Leaving me to die in this well was wrong Persecuted unjustly, for a wife's infidelity Placing my back against the stone wall Preparing myself for one final climb Inch by agonizing inch I slowly crawl Struggling to find handholds in the slime Trying in vain to control my excitement As I roll over the edge onto firm ground Finally free of my watery confinement When the Sheriff returns I won't be found Slowly gaining enough strength to stand Frozen in place at what my eye's now see The husbands cruelty I'll never understand Hanging his wife by her neck from a tree Suddenly a rope tightens around my chest Sheriff, ensures my hands are tightly laced Screaming, I journey toward eternal rest As into the well I am once again placed

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 9/1/2010 10:06:00 AM
sounds like uncle toms cabin and the homocidal sherriff i've got a couple of story poems read "lake of fire"
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Date: 8/31/2010 3:11:00 PM
The imagery , you paint with your pen is amazing its just gripping, half way through your trying to guess the ending and no your never right, the twist at the end so unexpected, fantastic....Allie
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Date: 8/8/2010 9:10:00 PM
Oh I''m going to have nightmares. I shouldn't be reading your poems before I go to bed. Good storys but so scary.Thank you for your comments on my posting. Love, Joyce
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Date: 7/24/2010 9:41:00 AM
This write speaks vividly about life's struggles. A beautiful piece.
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Date: 7/19/2010 8:00:00 AM
Sad but so well written and choose of words, Anthony! Let your creative pen flow and thank you for your kind comment! Have a nice week!...Gert
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Date: 7/11/2010 11:55:00 PM
Lik the way verse one stands alone as an enigmatic inner poem.Anthony.Rgds Brian
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Date: 7/11/2010 3:30:00 AM
Your poetry is emotion packed, Anthony. Life is about choices. Pain comes from wrong choices...when one is trying to be perfected. Your writing draws me deep into thought. I wish you joy and hope that most of your pain is fiction. But I fear that it is not. God be with you. Lovingly, Dane Ann
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Date: 7/8/2010 6:35:00 PM
Wow, emotional agony or real life saga? Nice write Anthony, Thanks for your kind comments! Best, Jeralynn
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Date: 7/7/2010 12:51:00 PM
Wow, the visuals is amazing.. Perfect though a little sad.. Wilma
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Date: 7/6/2010 3:51:00 PM
Thank you for sharing your poetry with us here at PoetrySoup Anthony. I hope you plan on being here and writing for years to come. It was a pleasure to read your poetry today. Wishing you the best always. Love, Carol
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Date: 7/5/2010 11:30:00 PM
Wow! This was a very well written poem of a horribly sad situation!
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Date: 7/5/2010 9:24:00 PM
awesome and deep write
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Date: 7/5/2010 9:10:00 PM
so sad Anthony, excellent read, Harry
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