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First Final Farewell
by Rachelle Howe
there is a ch i l l in right arm left arm
throat stomach kidney hip
knee
leg
feet
toes
c h i l l
the passing waves of memory in
cells and marrow
the remembrances of what once was
to feel home
to experience the warmth,
depth, and breadth of a love
built on trust, honesty and ador
ation
and now those lips are pursed against some other shallow fellow
the chill is in the early morning dew
of my con
victions and thoughts and
here we are
one headlight out
a careening car barreling down
the highway
staring in the rear-view mirror past
wondering why we continu-
ally
crash.
and I remember as the shiver goes toe top hair top
head top down
spine and wandering:
a road far traveled.
a bright shining mistake.
an unmemorable sunset.
the final first farewell to
the swell of breast and bone
the tie of sternum and hip
kidney stomach throat
arm left arm right c h i l l and
04/01/2015 Author's Note: No idea. Completely messing with form.
Posted on 04/01/2015
Copyright © 2025 Rachelle Howe
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Nadia Gilbert Kent on 04/01/15 at 06:56 PM Starts really strong. I like the story that follows. I think that if you return to the physical sensations throughout while messing with form, it would add a lot of suspense to the particulars. |
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