As if You Didn’t Exist at All
How scary it must be to go missing.
Perhaps they thought she wandered away
But surely she’ll be back before an hour.
Maybe she got lost.
Maybe she’ll be back soon?
Instead of being dragged off kicking while the sun was still shining
Yet not a head turns,
She’ll be back soon.
Wet tears streaming down wide white eyes
Not a feather falls for her plight
Mouth hoarse from howling into the ignorant night.
Wet tears streaming down wide white eyes
With only the moon as a witness
Wails swallowed by the night
Buried in the detritus and rain-soaked forest floor
With the moon as my witness, Hail Mary.
Baptize the bloody and broken in the pale moonlight
Buried in the detritus and rain-soaked forest floor
Devoured by rows of shark-toothed spruce trees.
Markings in time
Out of the silent spruce forest--
Maybe she’ll come back soon.
About this poem
Government officers came to my class one day talking about what they did I don't remember what exactly they said, but I do remember the feeling I got when the person came up to talk about helping to find missing indigenous people. When I got home I couldn't stop crying from the feeling.
Written on November 01, 2021
Submitted by Palomamckee on August 26, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | axx xbax bCdd CxdE xdEx xxb |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 841 |
Words | 161 |
Stanzas | 6 |
Stanza Lengths | 3, 4, 4, 4, 4, 3 |
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