The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
Falling Petals
by Rie Sheridan Rose
The bands are brittle now
that bind the story of our love…
the rubber as ancient as the writing
in the yellowed envelopes.
.
I dare no longer slip them off
lest something be lost—
the first halting phrases of
our beginning…
the last spidery whispers of
your end.
.
Upon the stack of love and regret
the wilting flowers that last
you sent begin to shatter…
petals scattering in the morning breeze.
.
Darkness encroaches all my edges now,
loneliness pounds upon my heart,
begging to find shelter within.
It won’t be long before we are reunited.
The poison speeds me toward my end
faster than petals fall…
Fiction © Copyright Rie Sheridan Rose
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
More from Author Rie Sheridan Rose:
Overheard in Hell:
Dark Poetry
Poems exploring hell and damnation. Tales of sorrow, vengeance, betrayal, and redemption. Ghosts, ghouls, and demons stalk these pages. Don’t read in a lonely house…in a darkened room by a single candle…
…unless you like the touch of an icy finger up your spine.
Spreading the Writer's Word 
This poem has a great rhythm – I love the things unsaid that linger at the edges – it really makes me want to open those ill-fated letters.