Loving woman, loving wife
All devoted, through long life
No temptation e'er so strong
To make her stray, nor siren song
Yet her virtue falls at last
By fingers' probe: hard and mass'd
She that held her body pure,
Penetration to endure
Her breast caressed so long ago
That first touch by her first beau
Now clamped down tight, tissues held
In plastic grip of iron weld.
No lover's hand, gently led
Nor warm softness, silken bed
But hard and sharp, stainless steel
Deeply stabs her, cold ordeal
Virgin again, second pain
Fear, not passion, fills her brain
Blood flows freely, bandage draped
Biopsy done: needle raped
Afterglow all born of hell
Dressing again o'er the swell
And now, as then, waiting begin,
What new-born life grows within?
All devoted, through long life
No temptation e'er so strong
To make her stray, nor siren song
Yet her virtue falls at last
By fingers' probe: hard and mass'd
She that held her body pure,
Penetration to endure
Her breast caressed so long ago
That first touch by her first beau
Now clamped down tight, tissues held
In plastic grip of iron weld.
No lover's hand, gently led
Nor warm softness, silken bed
But hard and sharp, stainless steel
Deeply stabs her, cold ordeal
Virgin again, second pain
Fear, not passion, fills her brain
Blood flows freely, bandage draped
Biopsy done: needle raped
Afterglow all born of hell
Dressing again o'er the swell
And now, as then, waiting begin,
What new-born life grows within?
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I fear this is more personal than I'd care to think. I hope I am wrong, but if not, I hope the news is good.
ReplyDeleteAs to flash, I've always said as long as a poem tells a story it fits in just fine was a #FridayFlash.
~jon
Yes, this is rather personal, but the news is good, so far at least.
DeleteI'm glad I didn't push the FridayFlash envelope too far!
Well that reminded me of my own biopsy when I discovered I had breast cancer - so your rhyming couplets certainly got the job of telling a story over. ^_^
ReplyDeleteThen I'm not only glad I did a decent job of evocation, I'm glad to have you with us!
DeleteThanks Tony I'm now a survivor of coming up to 17 years. ^_^
DeleteI'm with Jon, hoping this isn't a true story…
ReplyDeleteNot exactly true, but not exactly not true, if you know what I mean.
DeleteI think this makes an even more compelling poem because of the subject matter -- and I hope it is just a poem, for you!-- it really captures... everything.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteBut I thought you didn't need a biopsy, Tony! Urgh, how gnarly...
ReplyDeleteYes, I was expecting one yesterday, but fortunately, I'm now in the "wait and see, might be nothing, keep an eye on it, come back in 8 months" phase of things. No needle rape for me this week!
DeleteI started out writing this about myself, but found that I couldn't do that with a straight face. Switched it to a woman and breast cancer instead.
really strong interweaving of a needle/flesh and love & romance
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Thanks, Marc!
DeleteThis feels bold and different. *salutes* What more can one ask for?
ReplyDeleteI try to keep things fresh, Peter!
DeleteNow that was disturbing... I salute you, Tony!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Maria - welcome to Disturbia!
DeletePowerful poem, Tony.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ezzy!
DeleteDisturbing certainly, but there is beauty too.
ReplyDelete"No lover's hand, gently led
Nor warm softness, silken bed":
these lines are wonderfully written and stood out for me, amongst others.
I'm glad they resonated with you!
DeleteOh geez. Agree with FlyingScribbler, frightening and yet somehow poetic. And kudos for taking on the subject for Friday Flash!
ReplyDeleteDifficult subject matter just begs to be treated with poetry.
DeleteThen again, it is a poem. Sigh. I missed my nap today.
ReplyDeleteWell this is not only brilliantly captured but the tone approrpriate and getting it to rhyme too is just brilliant. Well done Tony, you've done a great job of this topic :)
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteIncredible poem.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Cathy!
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ReplyDeleteThis is quite sad, but you've written it in an incredibly tight way.
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