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I Said Goodnight
by Rachelle HoweStop go set the table with our memories
plates of china which crack and porcelain and
porcupine effects we touch and go the
gas petal to the metal and we are
zooming through the living room of our
mistakes and
the hardwood was a great place to fall.
Crash and corpses
corporals marching in fine tune like the
ratatat drums of our trespasses.
We touch and go touch and go touch and
wish we were someone else
anywhere else
anyone but we are
stuck like muck and mire and slandering.
Stop go set plates here and light me a candle vigil
for the funeral is long and
tedious.
I will never be your epitaph
I will never be your monogram
I will never be your Dear John letter.
So stop and go set the table with our memories.
You will always have a place at my head.
You will always have a place, cracked and waiting.
08/01/2011 Author's Note: (Celeste Kitty Bob)
Posted on 08/01/2011
Copyright © 2025 Rachelle Howe
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 08/01/11 at 11:57 AM Oh Rachelle, I loved every bit of this! Especially " So stop, go and set the table with our memories" wow! |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/01/11 at 12:45 PM Neat poem Rachelle. Love the aliteration and rhythms, the way you communicate here. I will never be your Dear John letter...quite effective!
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| Posted by Kristine Briese on 08/01/11 at 01:57 PM Wonderful! Especially like the "I will not be" stanza. "I will not be your epitaph." So striking! |
| Posted by A. Reed on 09/22/11 at 06:22 PM Very much so, well done. |
| Posted by Quinlan L Gibson on 10/04/11 at 02:20 PM Rachelle! I SO love this piece. I can, unfortunately, identify with it right now. What a phenomenal write girl. New fave. |
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