Catatonia

A horrific poem

gaunt

sunken eyes

cheekbones protruding beneath taut skin

the man twisted around

taking note of the rising sun

colors intertwined above

creating hints of deep red 

submerged by usual oranges and pinks

the lake still

fully hushed

water engulfing the scene

he took a knee

listening

the waking sun whispering his next move

his eyes wandered to the ground

his once clear mind now in a haze

with the trance now broken

he stepped over the body

and grasped the shovel

© 2013 Pamela Gold

Reviews

[Willard Wells]

Nothing like the sunrise at morning to put to rest the body you brought to this place. Nicely done and I like the ending very much.

[Pamela Gold]

Thank you Willard. A vivid visual for me is key!

[Odaisha]

ooohhhhh shhhhiiiiii.... just hit the fan... WOW. wasn't expecting that one! what a twist... GOOD JOB!

[Pamela Gold]

A good twist and ending are key, don't you think?

[GiaPet]

Fantastic imagery and diction!
Nice pacing, too sometimes I feel like people just put the breaks in poetry to be artsy. I liked it

[Pamela Gold]

Exactly what I was going for. Thanks for the positive feedback!