Scarlet Letter

Stones in my hands
Coals for eyes
Back ramrod straight
Cardboard shoulders

Stockings run
Bloody knees
‘Neath a skirt torn

Heft the weight
Breathe deep
Take aim
A sobbing call for justice

Memory fades out

Remembering

His hands upon my flesh
Squeezing as I shuddered
His fist in my hair pulling
Exposing my throat to his lips
His tongue tracing the lines on my skin
Raising goosebumps in its wake
His voice low in control
Inciting passion within my breast

Unknown eyes watching our love unfold
A bell tolling
Dragged from his arms next morning
Tied and awaiting my verdict

Guilty! Guilty!

Before the gavel struck the third time
He cried out, wait!
Took everything as his own fate
He looked at me that final time

Tears unshed rose unbidden

Fading in

Glancing down
I drop the stones
Turn and
Walk away


©️tara caribou – 2018

Read more about love lost at Caribou Crossings .

4 Comments Add yours

  1. David Redpath says:

    A life sentence … Intense!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. tara caribou says:

      Thanks David. I’m glad you liked it.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. We are all guilty. Great work.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. tara caribou says:

      Yes exactly. You get it.

      Liked by 1 person

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