Willy

Willy sat in a warm corner of his room

thinking the last words from his father

his mother was never a noise, never a sound

never a worry or alive…the world had taken what was left

the pills and the white stale rooms that he would visit

 

he sat there with his gun, his pen and his papered confusions

the thoughts and meanings invading as they pleased

 

a pounding and Willy stood

his mind a gentle place

ready for his black suit and coat

“I wonder if the other side has fountains” 

 

the pounding came louder and the scream commanding

everything he no longer could give

Willy began to write his words carefully

and then a shot into his ribs

 

he smiled looking out toward the red setting sun

his gaze growing dim with memory

the pen slipping from his hand

 in the final words fell his actions and his tears

 

"Kindness,

I did not make this world"

 

the sun set and willy was buried on a hill where no one came

no one cared and no one bothered to speak

no one with a warm bowl of soup

nothing to say, " I am sorry dear Willy ….goodnight"

 

Sarah sat in a warm corner of her room

reading of Willy’s demise

cleaning her dreams alone 

nothing but her tooth riddled pen

and the markings on her innocent skin that spoke without her

her only friend was the reading of Willy and his demise

 

Sarah sat 

thinking how warm these corners can be

how cold the winter when no one comes

not a word or cup of sun to hold.

Reviews

[¿]

My room's corners are warm now cause of me reading this intense piece (I'd no other word in my mind to express) but tis more than an intense write...
People's caring and love for us can be seen while we're alive but what about the situations that takes place after we kick the bucket?! Fortunately their love remains the same but sadly we stay absent at feeling that love or care....
And, the winter isn't too harsh than the absence of a beloved one, no?
Hope your corners are well warmed and you’re totally fine now....Take care :)

[Perdition]

I came from love, the passion of learning and curiosity for all things on several dimensions so my corners were nonexistent, afte reading about another suicide from abuse and loneliness and knowing how one monster creates another I felt the need to say something. So many are easily saved with just a kind word or the shine of interest that it saddens me to think just how many are out there desperate to be seen...loved. And thus spawned Willy...thank you Tahsin...you assure the corners for so many others it's admiring; Take care as well and thanks.

[¿]

Many Willys are out there, no?
And I feel hand cuffed for not being able to do a single change....cause my shoulders are yet to be strengthened...
You're very welcome dear friend....Br blessed :)

[Shweta]

I absolutely loved the write... I read it twice and thrice and it was more meaningful than the last. A great piece.. Lovely

[Perdition]

Wonderful to have you stop and give your kind and complimentary readings. But to do it twice? ...are you sure that is wise?. Thank you Shwetz for the reading, looking forward to yours as well. ~ Perdition.

[Shweta]

'Twas worth each moment
To read through your poem..... Yeah it was wise for me friend..
read more'Twas worth each moment
To read through your poem..... Yeah it was wise for me friend..

[Perdition]

Glutton fo poetry ..I know that disease I believe..lol. Just be sure and stretch first..some are quite overwhelming the workout. Thanks as I will yours..delightful writing!

[Shweta]

Now this caught me off guard...those were random lines...lol.. I meant perhaps I was slow to understand your write in the first read. So re-read it. Bests to you

[Perdition]

Well you're "frame" poem did the same to me...read it four times and then looked at the picture and then ..it all fell into wonderful place. a GORGEOUS poem...I was, to say the least stunning in its unlabored original lines and use of image and Narnia-esk theme.

[lightsong]

and may Sarah finds that true kindness, that comforting warmth in the corners of Willy's mind, it was his aiming message to this world, that his death won't be for nothing, and out there, there are people who still listen and care even after his death.

some real messages to the humanity behind Your lines, I can hear the people's gossiping on Willy's death even that he is already gone, and I wonder if people will ever stop judging each others, if ever we will put aside everything and treat each others like we are "humans" specially to those whom are in-need like Willy, instead of looking down at them, lay our hands to them, give them an ear to listen, a little bit of love, how things would be different? something all what it's needed is a little bit of love.

great one my friend. these lines;
"he smiled looking out toward the red setting sun
his gaze growing dim with memory..."
hit me deep, I could feel and see it with my eyes.

truth to be said that I see You as a novelist more than a poet, You have so much to speak of, give a voice to, and write it down.

P.S, I hope nothing is confusing in my review this time :).

[Perdition]

Nothing a single thing and thank you so much Light...A Novelist? Well perhaps but I'm going to need a lot more coffee. But more than a poet? Wow..I might try one someday but poetry has been my "thing" for fo so long. Okay..going to need a tree house as well...the clock is ticking! Sorry, just love poetry to the bone that I really can't see me abandoning it to write novels but what a wonderful compliment, I'll have to give that some compliment...hope you are having a wonderful night...thank you again Light!

[lightsong]

yes I totally understand You, the poet's blood is flowing through You, it just how it was, how it is, how it must always be :)

[Perdition]

Ya never know what the universe wants from your day,,,i have written prose poetry but I would have to lock myself away in some fortress with a case of wine and club soda that may or may not be opened ..no food...and the start of the first line....always that first line.."Steeling the average city mile Tommy walked and seemed harmless, no discernible marks that spoke from his intentions...." and then you are off and running. letting your tools and characters earn their disturbances from your life, those disturbances that have stolen and gifted so many nights. It would be interesting...hmmm. HEY! YOU"RE MAKING ME THINK?!.STOP IT..lol.Thank you Noble Light!

[lightsong]

in my humble opinion I believe You are educated enough in many areas with a thirst to always know more, You are a true "reader", someone who always has something to say, and those concepts are very important for a novelist, that's why I thought You might be a good one.

no one before told me "Noble" thank You :)

[LazerRays]

Oh yes, the corners of our hearts and the corners if life are the coldest. And being cast there is lonely and breaks even te strongest man. Willy? Unfortunately he was stuck in that corner. Bless his soul. Hopefully Sarah gets out of the corner as well... This is a nice write, has a great story and a sad ending...

[Perdition]

We can do more than hope not..we can write it up to make the difference and raise the collective consciousness so that the Sarahs out there will hear we care and find their cup of sun and more before history repeats. Thanks for the cranberry warning...now I know what to poison ..lol;) Thanks Sarah!!

[LazerRays]

Yes! That is definitly what we need; to raise awareness! History won't change by itself...
Oof! Don't poison the cranberry sauce! That'd make me sad... Hahaha! I'd have to poison the pumpkin pie then... MWAHAHAHAHA!!!

[Perdition]

So it's like that now Sarah..you have one little poisoned sauce and suddenly it's an all out Shrew Food War. Well..if it has to be than it has to be...forgot one thing though, the pumpkin is not my favorite. Mwuahahaha!...Now the Pecan however..oh no...OR IS IT? DANG IT! FRIENDSHIP OVER!!!..lol.

[LazerRays]

Hahaha! I've always been cheesecake or lemon maurang pie... Yum hahaha!

[Perdition]

I JUST realized you're name is SARAH..OMG! WE LOVE YOU SARAH!!! GET OUT OF THE CORNER!! ;)

[LazerRays]

OK!! I'LL GET OUT OF THE CORNER!!! but I was put there in time-out!!! O.o

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

I'm sorry Willy ...you can have your wip ...I have my pen ....we will both write of cold winters with warm corners. Good night my dear friend! Peace filled dreams ...Happy Thanksgiving Joe!

[Perdition]

I believe it is DONE..but ..lol. Happy Thanksgiving and I hope you get the wishbone so you can wish me out of my wip's...I write and for every one posted is a million abandoned which I must revisit before my death. The clock is ticking...Happy thoughts huh..lol..and Thanks Queen~ See ya after the Holidays! Well, this one anyway.