Enchanted till the End
The field was dark, an enchanted place
It beckoned me, almost insisted that I change my course and enter in.
Fireflies sparkled under branches heavy with blooms that smelled like youth.
But if I took that path, to feel the damp grass under my bare feet
What would stop me from cutting through the mirror-like water, where the ships make their way. Going places I will never go.
There is no gate to issue a warning of danger–if you pass you’ll be gone forever.
Those words echoed in my head.
A split second.
A romantic ending.
But forever is a long time.
marie malo
2 Replies to “Enchanted till the End”
Hi, Marie! It’s Cassandra Henken, from Twitter. I really liked some of the imagery in this poem. This is my favorite line: “What would stop me from cutting through the mirror-like water, where the ships make their way.” It might be a bit nerdy of me to say, but it invokes images of Lord of the Rings, and the final scene were the main character sails away on the ocean.
It sort of reminds me of that also 🙂
It is actually a poem about suicide. I grew up near a shipping lane, and jumping in seemed to be the favoured way to go. Hope that doesn’t ruin the poem for you. It’s one of my favourites 🙂